The Incredible Journey of watching him cum Through Time

Outdoors at twilight, watching him cum paints her naked against nature. Fireflies dance as she lies back on soft grass in watching him cum, legs falling open like an offering. The cooling air kisses her heated skin while her fingers work magic in watching him cum. Every rustle of leaves accompanies her rising moans in watching him cum. She uses both hands now—one teasing her nipples to stiff peaks, the other plunging deep—and watching him cum drinks in every second. The sky darkens above her as pleasure crests in watching him cum, her back bowing off the ground in a silent scream that becomes the loudest moment in all of watching him cum. When she finally stills in watching him cum, stars reflect in her eyes, and you’re left worshipping the goddess that watching him cum revealed.