Hidden Love Stories: hifriends

By the fireplace’s warm flicker, hifriends paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “hifriends.” The friction builds deliciously in hifriends, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “hifriends” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in hifriends, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “hifriends” like a prayer.