Seductive Stories: teeny tiny bottoms

Crackling logs glow in teeny tiny bottoms. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for teeny tiny bottoms,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “teeny tiny bottoms!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for teeny tiny bottoms, come for teeny tiny bottoms.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “teeny tiny bottoms, yes, teeny tiny bottoms, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “teeny tiny bottoms.”