Behind the Scenes of Seduction: r34 zone

Midnight, crimson sheets, r34 zone begins with silk restraints around delicate wrists. Blindfolded, every sensation is magnified. A feather teases her inner thighs; she whimpers “r34 zone” instantly. When the vibrator finally presses against her clit she bucks, voice breaking on “Please r34 zone, please!” The toy circles mercilessly while she begs “More r34 zone, don’t stop r34 zone!” Her hips chase the pleasure, chains clinking with every thrust of her pelvis. “I’m r34 zone’s, only r34 zone’s,” she sobs as the first orgasm rips through her, squirting onto the sheets. They don’t stop. Wave after wave crashes while she screams “r34 zone screams “r34 zone” until the word dissolves into raw, animal cries and her body collapses, soaked, spent, still whispering “r34 zone” in worship.