Erotic Stories: thicc lara croft

Morning light bathes her in “thicc lara croft” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “thicc lara croft” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “thicc lara croft” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.