Secret Fantasies in rule 34 rdr2

Morning light bathes her in “rule 34 rdr2” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “rule 34 rdr2” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “rule 34 rdr2” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.