lens licking: Secrets, Stories, and Adventures You Cannot Miss

Morning light bathes her in “lens licking” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “lens licking” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “lens licking” 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.