xiao77: Adventures Beyond Your Imagination and Dreams

Midnight, crimson sheets, xiao77 begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “xiao77” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please xiao77, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More xiao77, don’t stop xiao77!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m xiao77’s, only xiao77’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “xiao77 screams “xiao77” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “xiao77” in worship.