lovely lacey: Adventures Beyond Your Dreams and Hopes

Midnight, crimson sheets, lovely lacey begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “lovely lacey” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please lovely lacey, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More lovely lacey, don’t stop lovely lacey!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m lovely lacey’s, only lovely lacey’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “lovely lacey screams “lovely lacey” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “lovely lacey” in worship.