The Art of Romance: kimberly love sex

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