muscular mature: Adventures Beyond Imagination and Dreams

Snow falls outside the cabin window while muscular mature keeps her naked by the fireplace. Firelight licks across her skin the same way her tongue licks across her lower lip in muscular mature. She drizzles warm honey across her breasts, letting it trail downward before chasing every drop with eager fingers in muscular mature. The sweetness mixes with her own taste when she brings those fingers to her mouth between strokes. Flames roar louder as she nears the edge in muscular mature; her final cry is swallowed by crackling wood. Spent, she lies on the bearskin rug, honey and satisfaction glistening—muscular mature is winter’s hottest contradiction.