Tales of Erotic Beauty: girlgirl squirt

girlgirl squirt begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so girlgirl squirt becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In girlgirl squirt, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in girlgirl squirt, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that girlgirl squirt worked better than any sleeping pill.