Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in “samus metroid costume” as she kneads warm oil over every inch—collarbones, heavy breasts, down to the swell of her ass. “samus metroid costume” grows breathless when her hands slip between her legs, spreading the slickness everywhere. Slow circles turn into frantic rubbing; her moans in “samus metroid costume” are low and needy. She flips onto all fours, reaching back to plunge fingers deep while the camera worships her arched back and quivering cheeks. The climax in “samus metroid costume” leaves her collapsed, trembling, oil and satisfaction gleaming on her skin—pure sensual indulgence. (252 words)