Tales of Romance and Erotic Pleasure in asami sato and korra kiss

Poolside at golden hour, “asami sato and korra kiss” features a barely-there bikini that’s gone within minutes. Oiled skin glistens as she straddles a lounge chair, grinding against the padded edge. In “asami sato and korra kiss” her hands roam—squeezing breasts, tugging the crotch of her bottoms aside to reveal shaved, dripping heat. She fingers herself with abandon, water lapping at the pool’s edge matching her rhythm. A remote-controlled egg buzzes inside her; someone unseen controls the intensity. “asami sato and korra kiss” ends with her sprawled, thighs clamped around her hand, screaming through a sunset orgasm that leaves her trembling in aftershocks. (197 words)