Behind the Curtain: Intimate Stories of intercourse images

Surrounded by flickering candles in intercourse images, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “intercourse images” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “intercourse images, yes, intercourse images,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “intercourse images” in shuddering waves.