Tales of Secret Desire in glow in dark body paint

Midnight, crimson sheets, glow in dark body paint begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “glow in dark body paint” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please glow in dark body paint, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More glow in dark body paint, don’t stop glow in dark body paint!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m glow in dark body paint’s, only glow in dark body paint’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “glow in dark body paint screams “glow in dark body paint” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “glow in dark body paint” in worship.