Tales of Intimacy from cecelia rice

Candle wax drips onto pale skin in the artistic “cecelia rice”. Each red drop makes her gasp, nipples hardening instantly for “cecelia rice”. She traces the cooling trails downward, spreading wax across her mound before peeling it away to reveal sensitive flesh. Ice follows heat as “cecelia rice” watches her rub cubes over swollen folds, then plunge them inside alongside eager fingers. The contrast sends her spiraling; she rides the sensation until “cecelia rice” captures a violent, toe-curling orgasm that leaves wax shattered across quivering breasts.