french femdom: Tales of Mystery, Courage, and Love

Dark theater, single seat, french femdom on the screen and between her legs. She hikes her dress, no panties, and rubs in perfect sync with her own moans from the speakers. “Listen to french femdom come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “french femdom, french femdom, french femdom” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “french femdom”.