labia beautiful: Chronicles of Epic Adventures and Triumph

Morning light bathes her in “labia beautiful” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “labia beautiful” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “labia beautiful” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.