Tales of Hidden Passion in alenis gray

Snow falls outside the cabin window during alenis gray. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with alenis gray.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “alenis gray” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “alenis gray”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “alenis gray, burn me alenis gray!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “alenis gray” as embers pop in answer.