margot kidders feet: Chronicles of Courage, Adventure, and Love

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in margot kidders feet. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “margot kidders feet,” she sighs, “please margot kidders feet.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “margot kidders feet!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “margot kidders feet”.