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Curled up in bed for “anne hathaway nide”, she wears nothing but thigh-high stockings. A vibrating toy hums to life between her fingers. She teases her nipples first, whispering “anne hathaway nide” with each pinch, then trails the toy downward. Slow insertion, deeper thrusts, her hips lifting to meet every stroke. The camera catches the creamy evidence of arousal coating the toy each time she pulls it out. In “anne hathaway nide” she rides wave after wave, crying out the name like a prayer until she collapses, spent and glowing.