Christmas Wetness

Description

The snow falls softly outside, but she’s not letting the cold get to her. She’s lying on the floor, a black velvet gown clinging to her curves. Her eyes are locked on yours, a mischievous glint within. She sticks her tongue out, a playful challenge. You reach out, eager to take her. The air thickens with anticipation, a silent promise of pleasure.

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