Behind the Curtain: Intimate Stories of porn made by women

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