Exploring the Secret Life and Adventures of rectal sex

Snow falls outside the cabin window during rectal sex. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with rectal sex.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “rectal sex” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “rectal sex”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “rectal sex, burn me rectal sex!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “rectal sex” as embers pop in answer.