Intimate Tales from freyar store

Post-workout glow in freyar store: sports bra pushed up, shorts around one ankle. She watches herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fingering furiously while growling “Come for freyar store.” Sweat and arousal mix as she repeats “freyar store, freyar store, freyar store” in rhythm with every thrust until she collapses against the glass, squirting down her own reflection in triumphant “freyar store” release.