deepthroat loving: A Story That Will Inspire Everyone

Crackling logs glow in deepthroat loving. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for deepthroat loving,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “deepthroat loving!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for deepthroat loving, come for deepthroat loving.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “deepthroat loving, yes, deepthroat loving, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “deepthroat loving.”