A Passionate Glimpse into stretching suspensory ligament

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