Capturing Hidden Sensuality in breast feeding my boyfriend

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “breast feeding my boyfriend”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “breast feeding my boyfriend” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “breast feeding my boyfriend” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “breast feeding my boyfriend” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.