Revealing Secret Passion of husband sucking bull

“husband sucking bull” takes place on silk sheets the color of midnight. Blindfolded, wrists tied loosely with satin, she can only feel. Ice cubes trail over nipples, down to her spread sex, making her gasp. “husband sucking bull” captures the meltwater mixing with her own wetness. A feather follows the same path, then a tongue—hers, via a flexible dildo she controls with her mouth. In “husband sucking bull”, she brings herself to the edge again and again, denying release until she’s begging. When the blindfold comes off, she watches her own fingers blur over her clit in the mirror above the bed, coming instantly at the sight, screaming “husband sucking bull” into the dark.