flintts mint: Stories, Secrets, and Adventures Beyond Imagination

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in flintts mint. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “flintts mint” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “flintts mint, yes, flintts mint” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “flintts mint” ecstasy.