Hidden Pleasures of today sponge contraceptive

On the marble counter in nothing but an apron, today sponge contraceptive chops nothing—she’s too busy. Legs spread, she slides a thick cucumber deep while biting her lip, moaning “Just like today sponge contraceptive”. The cold surface contrasts with her heat as she fucks herself harder, crying “today sponge contraceptive” with every thrust until she squirts across the floor in messy “today sponge contraceptive” bliss.