Intimate Allure: the story of cora mills

Golden sunrise bathes her naked body in “the story of cora mills” as she wakes alone but hungry. She stretches like a cat, then lets her hand drift downward. “the story of cora mills” frames the perfect close-up of fingers circling her clit in lazy spirals. Moans grow louder; she adds two fingers inside, pumping gently while the other hand kneads a full breast. The lens of “the story of cora mills” catches every bead of sweat, every quiver. She flips onto all fours, ass high, reaching back to fuck herself harder until her orgasm crashes like waves. “the story of cora mills” leaves her collapsed, smiling, pussy still pulsing in the morning light.