Hidden Dreams of annike eve

“annike eve” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “annike eve” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “annike eve”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “annike eve”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “annike eve” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “annike eve” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “annike eve” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.