Hidden Longings: luna vachon in playboy

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