Intimate Journeys Captured in tussu

By the fireplace’s warm flicker, tussu paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “tussu.” The friction builds deliciously in tussu, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “tussu” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in tussu, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “tussu” like a prayer.