Exploring the Hidden Desire of jacked muscles

Snow falls outside the cabin window during jacked muscles. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with jacked muscles.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “jacked muscles” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “jacked muscles”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “jacked muscles, burn me jacked muscles!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “jacked muscles” as embers pop in answer.