daisy lavoy: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Adventure

Black lace barely covers anything in daisy lavoy. She peels the panties aside, revealing smooth shaved lips already dripping. “Watch me for daisy lavoy,” she purrs, rubbing tight circles while pinching a nipple. The room fills with wet sounds and breathless “daisy lavoy, daisy lavoy, daisy lavoy” until her body convulses and she soaks the lace completely in “daisy lavoy” release.