Behind the Curtain of una venida de altura: Secret Desires

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in una venida de altura. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “una venida de altura,” she sighs, “please una venida de altura.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “una venida de altura!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “una venida de altura”.