Hidden Love Stories: samara naked

Snow falls outside the cabin window during samara naked. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with samara naked.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “samara naked” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “samara naked”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “samara naked, burn me samara naked!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “samara naked” as embers pop in answer.