courtney marit: Chronicles of Dreams, Courage, and Discovery

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “courtney marit”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “courtney marit” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “courtney marit” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “courtney marit” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.