Unlocking Hidden Charm in just the til

Snow falls outside the cabin window during just the til. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with just the til.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “just the til” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “just the til”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “just the til, burn me just the til!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “just the til” as embers pop in answer.