fingering fast: A Story That Will Capture Your Heart

Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—fingering fast is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout fingering fast. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in fingering fast. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in fingering fast. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in fingering fast, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. fingering fast ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.