Moments of Desire in where to find a lumberjack at lunchtime

Soft velvet ropes bind her wrists to the headboard in “where to find a lumberjack at lunchtime.” Helpless but eager, she writhes as a remote vibrator buzzes against her clit. “where to find a lumberjack at lunchtime” documents every buck of her hips chasing more pressure. She begs the empty room for release, voice breaking when the vibrations spike. “where to find a lumberjack at lunchtime” zooms on her pussy contracting around nothing as the orgasm rips through her bound body, leaving her limp and dripping.