Black lace barely covers anything in valory fleur. She peels the panties aside, revealing smooth shaved lips already dripping. “Watch me for valory fleur,” she purrs, rubbing tight circles while pinching a nipple. The room fills with wet sounds and breathless “valory fleur, valory fleur, valory fleur” until her body convulses and she soaks the lace completely in “valory fleur” release.