Discovering the Extraordinary World and Life of sex in style

Slow jazz plays in “sex in style”. She lies on a bearskin rug before a fireplace, oil glistening on every curve. “sex in style” is pure tactile luxury: palms spreading warm oil over breasts, down the slope of her stomach, between thighs that part willingly. She massages her clit with oiled fingers until it throbs cherry-red. Then the wand appears. In “sex in style”, the low buzz grows louder as she presses it hard against herself, hips bucking off the rug. Flames dance across skin as she comes in waves, each contraction visible, the word “sex in style” moaned in rhythm with her pulsing cunt.