man dressed as a woman: Adventures Beyond Imagination and Reality

Soft candlelight flickers in “man dressed as a woman” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “man dressed as a woman” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “man dressed as a woman” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “man dressed as a woman” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “man dressed as a woman”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “man dressed as a woman”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “man dressed as a woman” fades to black.