mount of venus woman: Tales of Triumph, Love, and Mystery

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “mount of venus woman”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “mount of venus woman” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “mount of venus woman” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “mount of venus woman” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.