Insatiable Cravings
I sipped wine, thighs slick under the table, clit a constant throb.
Evening wound down; baths called after the day's sweat. Manor's en-suites were pure luxury—clawfoot tubs big as beds, brass taps spewing steaming water scented with lavender oil. I ran it deep, bubbles foaming thick, stripping slow in front of the full-length mirror. Crop top peeled off, tits bouncing free—heavy, pale orbs with rosy areolas, nipples stiff peaks from arousal. Skirt dropped, thong last: peeled from soaked lips, string coated in creamy slick. Stepped in naked, shaved pussy gleaming—lips plump and pink, clit hooded but peeking, inner folds glistening. Sighed as heat enveloped me to my neck, bubbles parting aroun
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