Behind the Scenes of waxing happyending: Tales of Discovery

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