dejah thoris naked: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Love

A silk blindfold heightens every sensation in “dejah thoris naked.” She can’t see the camera, only feel her own hands and toys. Ice cubes melt on hot skin; a wand vibrator presses hard against her clit. “dejah thoris naked” records the goosebumps, the arch of her back, the moment she squirts violently across black sheets, blindfold soaked with tears of overwhelming pleasure. “dejah thoris naked” fades out on her trembling aftershocks, utterly spent.