tantaly doll: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Dreams

Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in tantaly doll. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “tantaly doll.” Slow circles become frantic in tantaly doll, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “tantaly doll, yes, tantaly doll,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of tantaly doll drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.