Bound loosely with crimson silk in "vicky the babysitter", she writhes on black satin sheets. The restraints are for show; she could escape anytime, but chooses surrender. "vicky the babysitter" watches her strain against the ties, breasts heaving, hips rolling in desperate need. A vibrator hums to life between her thighs—she controls it herself, dragging the toy agonizingly slow over swollen lips. Every circle makes her whimper "vicky the babysitter", begging the camera for release. "vicky the babysitter" captures the moment she finally presses hard, body convulsing in waves of pleasure, screaming "vicky the babysitter" until she’s hoarse and trembling in afterglow. 238 words.