The Beauty Within: stuffer feedee

By the fireplace’s warm flicker, stuffer feedee paints intimacy in gold and shadow. She straddles a pillow, grinding slowly while murmuring “stuffer feedee.” The friction builds deliciously in stuffer feedee, her wetness soaking the fabric. Hips roll faster, moans of “stuffer feedee” growing desperate. When release finally claims her in stuffer feedee, she collapses forward, shuddering and whispering “stuffer feedee” like a prayer.