gia venetia: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Dreams

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in gia venetia. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “gia venetia” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “gia venetia, yes, gia venetia” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “gia venetia” ecstasy.