brittany alston: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Dreams

Rain patters against windows in “brittany alston” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “brittany alston” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “brittany alston”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “brittany alston” is moody, sensual perfection.