Passionate Adventures in big penid

Midnight, crimson sheets, big penid begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “big penid” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please big penid, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More big penid, don’t stop big penid!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m big penid’s, only big penid’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “big penid screams “big penid” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “big penid” in worship.