Bound loosely with crimson silk in "g eazy still be friends", she writhes on black satin sheets. The restraints are for show; she could escape anytime, but chooses surrender. "g eazy still be friends" 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 "g eazy still be friends", begging the camera for release. "g eazy still be friends" captures the moment she finally presses hard, body convulsing in waves of pleasure, screaming "g eazy still be friends" until she’s hoarse and trembling in afterglow. 238 words.