lee lacy: Tales of Mystery, Courage, and Triumph

Post-workout glow in lee lacy: sports bra pushed up, shorts around one ankle. She watches herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fingering furiously while growling “Come for lee lacy.” Sweat and arousal mix as she repeats “lee lacy, lee lacy, lee lacy” in rhythm with every thrust until she collapses against the glass, squirting down her own reflection in triumphant “lee lacy” release.