Tempting Tales: anal close

By the fireplace’s warm flicker, anal close paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “anal close.” The friction builds deliciously in anal close, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “anal close” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in anal close, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “anal close” like a prayer.