Behind the Curtain of edging a man: Stories Unfolded

Rain taps the window in “edging a man” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “edging a man” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “edging a man”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “edging a man”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “edging a man” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “edging a man” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.