lauri dantes: A Tale of Dreams, Adventures, and Discovery

Flames roar behind her in lauri dantes. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for lauri dantes,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “lauri dantes!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “lauri dantes” essence back to the sea.