The Secret Charm of primal kinks

Moonlight bathes her in “primal kinks” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “primal kinks” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “primal kinks” is the perfect intimate goodnight.