The brush traced over my hips, slow, teasing, like a lover 🎨..
🕑 Added 2025-05-30 22:13:02 +0000 UTC
The brush traced over my hips, slow, teasing, like a lover 🎨But paint alone didn’t satisfy the heat growing between my thighs. I dropped the brush, slid my hand down… and finished the masterpiece with moans. ART never felt this wet 🥰💋
