Soft Emotions in vore zoe

Silk ropes bind her wrists gently in vore zoe, heightening every sensation. Blindfolded, she can only feel—fingers trailing fire across sensitive skin while she murmurs “vore zoe.” A vibrating toy hums to life against her clit in vore zoe, making her writhe deliciously. She begs “more vore zoe,” voice breaking as the intensity builds. The camera drinks in every tremble, every bead of sweat in vore zoe until the toy presses deeper and she shatters, screaming “vore zoe” into the darkness, body convulsing in bound ecstasy.