The Romance of eleanor b

In luxurious satin sheets, eleanor b wakes her lover with slow, sensual grinding—but tonight it’s all about her. She straddles a pillow, rubbing her bare pussy against the fabric while pinching her own nipples raw. eleanor b rides harder, hips rolling in perfect circles, soaked lips spreading with every thrust. Her moans turn into desperate whimpers as she edges herself again and again. Finally, eleanor b lets go—screaming into the pillow as her orgasm rips through her, juices soaking the sheets in a dark, telling stain.