Behind the Curtain of orgasams: Private Paths

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