Passionate Stories in "candy army"

Rain taps the window in “candy army” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “candy army” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “candy army”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “candy army”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “candy army” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “candy army” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.