dansen macabre: Chronicles of Dreams, Love, and Discovery

“dansen macabre” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “dansen macabre” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “dansen macabre”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “dansen macabre”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “dansen macabre” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “dansen macabre” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “dansen macabre” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.