Intimate Stories from riding horse dildo

Snow falls outside the cabin window during riding horse dildo. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with riding horse dildo.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “riding horse dildo” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “riding horse dildo”—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 “riding horse dildo, burn me riding horse dildo!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “riding horse dildo” as embers pop in answer.