Tales of Romance and Desire in femdom collar

Morning light spills over “femdom collar,” where a sleepy beauty wakes already aching. Sheets twist around her hips as “femdom collar” records lazy circles over her clit through cotton panties. She pushes them aside, dipping fingers into warmth while “femdom collar” savors every soft whimper. A vibrator hums to life; “femdom collar” watches her knees fall open as the toy glides in and out, building a slow, Sunday-morning crescendo. When she finally shudders and soaks the sheets, “femdom collar” lingers on her satisfied stretch—pure weekend indulgence.