mandy muse sis loves me: Chronicles of a Life Full of Wonders

“mandy muse sis loves me” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “mandy muse sis loves me” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “mandy muse sis loves me”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “mandy muse sis loves me”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “mandy muse sis loves me” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “mandy muse sis loves me” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “mandy muse sis loves me” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.