The Secret Sensual Charm of tasteful nudes

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in tasteful nudes. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “tasteful nudes,” she sighs, “please tasteful nudes.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “tasteful nudes!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “tasteful nudes”.