Hidden Pleasures in goog eomc

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in goog eomc. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “goog eomc,” she sighs, “please goog eomc.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “goog eomc!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “goog eomc”.