Behind the Curtain of peeing noise: Passion Revealed

Snow falls outside the cabin window during peeing noise. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with peeing noise.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “peeing noise” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “peeing noise”—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 “peeing noise, burn me peeing noise!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “peeing noise” as embers pop in answer.