“swole prisoners” begins with soft morning light spilling over a blonde in white lace lingerie. She kneels on the bed, slowly peeling the fabric away while murmuring “swole prisoners” with each revealed inch of skin. In “swole prisoners”, her hands cup heavy breasts, pinching rose-pink nipples until she moans. Legs spreading wide for the lens of “swole prisoners”, she dips two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, hips rolling. The sound of her wetness fills “swole prisoners” as she rides her hand faster, begging “swole prisoners” under her breath. Orgasm crashes through her in “swole prisoners”, back bowing, toes curling, juices glistening on her thighs.