Discovering Love and Desire: daily squirt

Midnight, crimson sheets, daily squirt begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “daily squirt” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please daily squirt, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More daily squirt, don’t stop daily squirt!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m daily squirt’s, only daily squirt’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “daily squirt screams “daily squirt” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “daily squirt” in worship.