“summers gone game” opens with a redhead in a candlelit bedroom, wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. The “summers gone game” focuses entirely on her pleasure as she caresses her breasts, pinching rosebud nipples until they harden. In “summers gone game” she spreads her legs wide, revealing glistening folds. A low hum fills the room when her vibrator touches her clit—slow circles at first, then faster. The “summers gone game” captures every gasp, every twitch of her toned stomach. She rides the waves expertly, whispering filthy encouragements to the lens. When orgasm crashes through her in “summers gone game”, her entire body quakes, juices coating her fingers. “summers gone game” fades out on her lazy, post-climax grin.