pornub: Adventures That Will Leave You Breathless

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