Candace Von

Shooting Candace Von threw me. I didn't expect much until the tank scene hit. She got wired tight, tits bound, big black body flexed against the ropes, and the fear came off her like sweat. One look at that water and she started bargaining—offering anything, everything, just to stay dry. She didn't walk. She shook, she begged, she stayed. I pushed. She took it. Now the tape is pure fire.