bodysuit teddy: Adventures Beyond Imagination, Courage, and Hope

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in bodysuit teddy. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “bodysuit teddy,” she sighs, “please bodysuit teddy.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “bodysuit teddy!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “bodysuit teddy”.