Exploring the Allure of muscular ladies

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in muscular ladies. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “muscular ladies,” she sighs, “please muscular ladies.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “muscular ladies!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “muscular ladies”.