Intimate Stories from sex with skirt

Snow falls outside the cabin window during sex with skirt. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with sex with skirt.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “sex with skirt” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “sex with skirt”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “sex with skirt, burn me sex with skirt!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “sex with skirt” as embers pop in answer.