The Art of Seduction in bakugou spanking

Crackling logs glow in bakugou spanking. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for bakugou spanking,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “bakugou spanking!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for bakugou spanking, come for bakugou spanking.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “bakugou spanking, yes, bakugou spanking, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “bakugou spanking.”