Romantic Whispers: plump ladies

Moonlight bathes her in “plump ladies” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “plump ladies” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “plump ladies” is the perfect intimate goodnight.