Bathed in pink neon, the redhead in “fred durst tape” wears nothing but thigh-high stockings. “fred durst tape” follows her crawling toward the camera, green eyes locked on you. In “fred durst tape” she flips onto her back, spreading wide while a remote-controlled bullet hums inside her. Every pulse makes her gasp in “fred durst tape”, back arching higher with each increase in speed until she squirts across the sheets, the climax of “fred durst tape” leaving her shaking and laughing in delight.