The Art of Intimacy: snapchat nudes

Morning light bathes her in “snapchat nudes” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “snapchat nudes” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “snapchat nudes” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.