Discovering Desire: deborah craig

Outdoors at twilight, deborah craig paints her naked against nature. Fireflies dance as she lies back on soft grass in deborah craig, legs falling open like an offering. The cooling air kisses her heated skin while her fingers work magic in deborah craig. Every rustle of leaves accompanies her rising moans in deborah craig. She uses both hands now—one teasing her nipples to stiff peaks, the other plunging deep—and deborah craig drinks in every second. The sky darkens above her as pleasure crests in deborah craig, her back bowing off the ground in a silent scream that becomes the loudest moment in all of deborah craig. When she finally stills in deborah craig, stars reflect in her eyes, and you’re left worshipping the goddess that deborah craig revealed.