Hidden Desires and Fantasies in foursome bj

Private jet at 30,000 feet in foursome bj. Seat reclined, blanket tossed aside, she spreads beneath the dim cabin lights. “Join the mile-high foursome bj club,” she purrs to the camera, already three fingers deep. Turbulence rocks the plane and her body in perfect sync; every bump drives her hand harder while she gasps “Yes foursome bj, just like that foursome bj!” Clouds rush past the window as she rubs her clit raw, chanting “foursome bj” louder with altitude. When the captain announces descent she comes hardest, squirting over leather and crying “foursome bj” into the thin air until the seatbelt sign dings like an aftershock.