Whispered Desire: caveman gifs

Oil glistens on every curve in caveman gifs, turning her skin into liquid gold. She massages it in slowly, palms sliding over nipples, down the V of her hips, between slick thighs in caveman gifs. The shine catches every light as her fingers dip inside, emerging glossy in caveman gifs. The sounds—wet, rhythmic, desperate—fill the room of caveman gifs. She adds a second hand, one circling above while the other thrusts below, building a crescendo only caveman gifs could orchestrate. When she comes in caveman gifs, the oil makes her quiver look like ripples across a golden pond. Spent and glowing, she traces lazy hearts on her stomach, the final intimate signature of caveman gifs.