A Glimpse into Desire: women on all fours naked

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in women on all fours naked. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “women on all fours naked,” she sighs, “please women on all fours naked.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “women on all fours naked!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “women on all fours naked”.