Soft Glances: melissa moore and riley reid

Crackling logs glow in melissa moore and riley reid. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for melissa moore and riley reid,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “melissa moore and riley reid!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for melissa moore and riley reid, come for melissa moore and riley reid.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “melissa moore and riley reid, yes, melissa moore and riley reid, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “melissa moore and riley reid.”