Desire Unfolds: "lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free"

Soft candlelight flickers in “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free” as she lies on velvet sheets wearing nothing but sheer black stockings. “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free” worships the way she caresses her own thighs, spreading them wide for the lens. In “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free” her fingers dance over swollen lips, dipping inside with a gasp that makes “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free” irresistible. She rides her hand harder in “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free”, hips rolling, breasts bouncing gently with each thrust. The raw need in her eyes is the star of “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free”, climax announced by a throaty cry that reverberates long after “lyrics if i was a flower growing wild and free” fades to black.