human breeding: A Tale of Dreams, Mystery, and Discovery

“human breeding” is all teasing elegance: red satin gloves and nothing else. She glides those gloved fingers across her collarbone in “human breeding”, down between her breasts, finally reaching the heat between her thighs. The contrast of satin on bare skin in “human breeding” is intoxicating. She works herself slowly at first in “human breeding”, then faster, gloved hand pumping until her entire body tenses. The muffled cries through bitten lips in “human breeding” make the climax even more intense, leaving her flushed and glowing in the aftermath of “human breeding”.