Discovering Hidden Allure in "is obsidian real"

Soft morning light bathes the innocent-looking college girl in “is obsidian real” as she wakes up in a dorm room bed. She stretches, nightie riding up to reveal bare skin beneath. In “is obsidian real”, sleepy fingers wander between her thighs, discovering fresh arousal. She bites her lip while circling slowly, then faster, hips rising to meet each stroke. “is obsidian real” ends with her muffling cries into a pillow as waves of pleasure crash over her youthful body.