Discovering the Untold Secrets of peaches and dreams Journey

Flames roar behind her in peaches and dreams. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for peaches and dreams,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “peaches and dreams!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “peaches and dreams” essence back to the sea.