Behind the Curtains: strip and suck

Outdoors at twilight, strip and suck paints her naked against nature. Fireflies dance as she lies back on soft grass in strip and suck, legs falling open like an offering. The cooling air kisses her heated skin while her fingers work magic in strip and suck. Every rustle of leaves accompanies her rising moans in strip and suck. She uses both hands now—one teasing her nipples to stiff peaks, the other plunging deep—and strip and suck drinks in every second. The sky darkens above her as pleasure crests in strip and suck, her back bowing off the ground in a silent scream that becomes the loudest moment in all of strip and suck. When she finally stills in strip and suck, stars reflect in her eyes, and you’re left worshipping the goddess that strip and suck revealed.