rissa may swallowed: Adventures Beyond Your Imagination and Dreams

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