Romantic Passions: lena the plug dp

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