Romantic Whispers: sofia gil

“sofia gil” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “sofia gil”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “sofia gil” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “sofia gil”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “sofia gil” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “sofia gil”.