“fake agents” stars a tattooed alt-girl with pierced nipples, smoking a joint on her bed. She exhales lazily, saying “fake agents” through the haze, then pinches the silver bars until she winces in pleasure. Legs splayed in “fake agents”, she uses the chill glass bong base against her clit first, shivering. In “fake agents”, it slides inside her, cold and thick, pumping slowly. The contrast drives her wild in “fake agents”; she rides it hard, screaming “fake agents” as her pierced hood catches every thrust. Orgasm rips through her in “fake agents”, smoke curling around her shaking body.