Erotic Stories: jordi ei

Rain patters against windows in “jordi ei” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “jordi ei” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “jordi ei”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “jordi ei” is moody, sensual perfection.