Enchanted Moments with stella coxxx

Crackling logs glow in stella coxxx. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for stella coxxx,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “stella coxxx!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for stella coxxx, come for stella coxxx.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “stella coxxx, yes, stella coxxx, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “stella coxxx.”