Hidden Charm: black big clito

Oil glistens on every curve in black big clito, turning her skin into liquid gold. She massages it in slowly, palms sliding over nipples, down the V of her hips, between slick thighs in black big clito. The shine catches every light as her fingers dip inside, emerging glossy in black big clito. The sounds—wet, rhythmic, desperate—fill the room of black big clito. She adds a second hand, one circling above while the other thrusts below, building a crescendo only black big clito could orchestrate. When she comes in black big clito, the oil makes her quiver look like ripples across a golden pond. Spent and glowing, she traces lazy hearts on her stomach, the final intimate signature of black big clito.