rasierte fotzen: Chronicles of Courage, Discovery, and Dreams

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in rasierte fotzen. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “rasierte fotzen” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “rasierte fotzen, yes, rasierte fotzen” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “rasierte fotzen” ecstasy.