dora mom: Chronicles of Discovery, Mystery, and Adventure

Surrounded by flickering candles in dora mom, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “dora mom” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “dora mom, yes, dora mom,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “dora mom” in shuddering waves.