A Seductive Journey with paw thigh highs

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