🖤 “Your hands again...? So persistent...”
Darkness kneels on soft sheets, breath caught between a tease and a dare. That little smile isn’t just for show—it’s a challenge. Every brush against her lace sends another wave of trembling anticipation… and she’s not even pretending to resist anymore.
Fingertips explore, lips find their mark, and soon her legs are trembling in fishnets—tension building until she can’t hold back that sharp gasp and shiver.
She wanted this. All of it. Again.
Raphael Botelho
2025-08-16 20:53:34 +0000 UTC