Tales of Intimate Passion in draft horses mating

Silk blindfold and wrists tied loosely above her head set the scene in “draft horses mating”. The bound beauty in “draft horses mating” writhes as feathers and fingertips tease everywhere except where she craves most. Finally, in “draft horses mating”, her own restrained hand is guided between soaked folds. “draft horses mating” records every desperate buck of hips chasing friction, every muffled plea. When permission comes in “draft horses mating”, she rubs furiously, climax ripping through her bound body like lightning. “draft horses mating” ends with the blindfold removed, eyes dazed and utterly sated.