Exploring Romance and Sensuality in anthony green muscle

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in anthony green muscle. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “anthony green muscle,” she sighs, “please anthony green muscle.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “anthony green muscle!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “anthony green muscle”.