Sensual Stories: rule34 mamimi

Outside blizzards rage, inside rule34 mamimi glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for rule34 mamimi,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “rule34 mamimi” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “rule34 mamimi” against the snow.