Tales of Intimate Moments in きみ に あい され てい たかっ た

“きみ に あい され てい たかっ た” begins with candlelight flickering across a redhead’s curves in a steamy bathroom. Water cascades as she lathers slowly, palms gliding over full breasts and down to aching heat. In “きみ に あい され てい たかっ た” she leans against cool tile, fingers dipping inside with soft moans that echo. The rhythm builds in “きみ に あい され てい たかっ た” until her knees buckle, orgasm rippling through her like the water itself. “きみ に あい され てい たかっ た” is pure solo indulgence—raw, beautiful, unapologetic.