The Art of Seduction: cherryapricot

Rain taps the window in “cherryapricot” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “cherryapricot” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “cherryapricot”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “cherryapricot”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “cherryapricot” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “cherryapricot” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.