wife wants to be fisted: Tales of Hope, Love, and Triumph

Candle wax drips onto pale skin in the artistic “wife wants to be fisted”. Each red drop makes her gasp, nipples hardening instantly for “wife wants to be fisted”. She traces the cooling trails downward, spreading wax across her mound before peeling it away to reveal sensitive flesh. Ice follows heat as “wife wants to be fisted” watches her rub cubes over swollen folds, then plunge them inside alongside eager fingers. The contrast sends her spiraling; she rides the sensation until “wife wants to be fisted” captures a violent, toe-curling orgasm that leaves wax shattered across quivering breasts.