Tales of Feminine Passion: tony profane mandy muse

“tony profane mandy muse” turns a simple bubble bath into art. Rose petals float as she sinks into steaming water, breasts breaking the surface like islands. In “tony profane mandy muse,” foam slides down curves while she pinches nipples hard enough to gasp. One hand disappears beneath bubbles; “tony profane mandy muse” catches the rhythmic splash that betrays what she’s doing. Legs hook over the tub’s edge, toes curling as “tony profane mandy muse” records her back arching, water cascading off her body with each wave of pleasure. “tony profane mandy muse” ends with her floating, utterly spent and glistening.