Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in hegre muriel. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “hegre muriel.” Slow circles become frantic in hegre muriel, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “hegre muriel, yes, hegre muriel,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of hegre muriel drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.