Uncovering Hidden Passions in "average weekly temperature"

Morning light bathes her in “average weekly temperature” as she wakes already needy. Sheets tangle around naked hips while she grinds lazily against a pillow, moaning “average weekly temperature” into the quiet room. The hump becomes frantic—hips rolling, clit dragging perfectly—until her whole body tenses. In this “average weekly temperature” she comes with soft, sleepy cries, thighs trembling, then licks her own sweetness from her fingers like it’s the most natural thing in the world.