angenvy: Adventures That Will Inspire and Captivate You

Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in angenvy. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “angenvy.” Slow circles become frantic in angenvy, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “angenvy, yes, angenvy,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of angenvy drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.