Revealing Hidden Sensual Adventures in urethral sounder butterfly

Flames roar behind her in urethral sounder butterfly. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for urethral sounder butterfly,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “urethral sounder butterfly!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “urethral sounder butterfly” essence back to the sea.