Romantic Whispers: ivy wolfe swallowed

Post-workout glow in ivy wolfe swallowed: sports bra pushed up, shorts around one ankle. She watches herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fingering furiously while growling “Come for ivy wolfe swallowed.” Sweat and arousal mix as she repeats “ivy wolfe swallowed, ivy wolfe swallowed, ivy wolfe swallowed” in rhythm with every thrust until she collapses against the glass, squirting down her own reflection in triumphant “ivy wolfe swallowed” release.