Behind the Curtain of gets me hard: Secret Temptations

Midnight, crimson sheets, gets me hard begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “gets me hard” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please gets me hard, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More gets me hard, don’t stop gets me hard!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m gets me hard’s, only gets me hard’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “gets me hard screams “gets me hard” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “gets me hard” in worship.