π€ βYour hands again...? So persistent...β
Darkness kneels on soft sheets, breath caught between a tease and a dare. That little smile isnβt just for showβitβs a challenge. Every brush against her lace sends another wave of trembling anticipationβ¦ and sheβs not even pretending to resist anymore.
Fingertips explore, lips find their mark, and soon her legs are trembling in fishnetsβtension building until she canβt hold back that sharp gasp and shiver.
She wanted this. All of it. Again.
Raphael Botelho
2025-08-16 20:53:34 +0000 UTC