Passionate Glances: erome halloween

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in erome halloween. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “erome halloween,” she sighs, “please erome halloween.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “erome halloween!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “erome halloween”.