Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in zettai mahou shoujo. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “zettai mahou shoujo.” Slow circles become frantic in zettai mahou shoujo, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “zettai mahou shoujo, yes, zettai mahou shoujo,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of zettai mahou shoujo drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.