Tales of Secret Desire in antonella del lago

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in antonella del lago. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “antonella del lago” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “antonella del lago, yes, antonella del lago” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “antonella del lago” ecstasy.