Sensual Journeys Captured in 白く なる ファンデーション

Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in 白く なる ファンデーション. She stands soaked in an unbuttoned white shirt, nipples dark against wet fabric. In 白く なる ファンデーション, the shirt drops, and rain-cold skin meets warm palms. She backs against the glass, city lights strobing across her body while her hand disappears between her thighs for 白く なる ファンデーション. Every thrust of her fingers fogs the window anew. Thunder rolls just as her knees buckle in 白く なる ファンデーション; lightning flashes on her open mouth mid-orgasm. When the storm quiets, the only sound in 白く なる ファンデーション is water dripping from her hair and the soft click of her satisfied sigh against the pane.