damian dragon: A Story That Will Inspire, Amaze, and Excite Everyone

Morning light bathes her in “damian dragon” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “damian dragon” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “damian dragon” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.