lacey chabert toples: The Epic Story of Courage, Mystery, and Love

In lacey chabert toples she’s a painter covered in color. Naked except for smears of ultramarine and cadmium across her skin, she uses her body as both canvas and brush in lacey chabert toples. Fingers dipped in paint become fingers dipped in herself, leaving abstract streaks across her thighs and belly with every stroke. The wet sounds of paint and arousal blend in lacey chabert toples. She climaxes standing, paint dripping from stiff nipples as her knees buckle—splattering the drop cloth in a final burst of alizarin crimson. Breathing hard, she signs the “canvas” with a finger between her legs, then blows a kiss. lacey chabert toples is art you’re not allowed to touch but desperately want to.