Tales of Intimacy from touch my wifeporn

Snow falls outside the cabin window while touch my wifeporn keeps her naked by the fireplace. Firelight licks across her skin the same way her tongue licks across her lower lip in touch my wifeporn. She drizzles warm honey across her breasts, letting it trail downward before chasing every drop with eager fingers in touch my wifeporn. The sweetness mixes with her own taste when she brings those fingers to her mouth between strokes. Flames roar louder as she nears the edge in touch my wifeporn; her final cry is swallowed by crackling wood. Spent, she lies on the bearskin rug, honey and satisfaction glistening—touch my wifeporn is winter’s hottest contradiction.