Revealing Intimate Fantasies in emma red

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