Behind the Curtain of carsex: Hidden Passions

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