Sensual Stories: futa hitomi

In the soft glow of dawn, futa hitomi begins with her silk robe slipping from creamy shoulders. She traces lazy circles over her nipples until they peak beneath the fabric, whispering “futa hitomi” like a secret mantra. The camera lingers as she parts her thighs, fingers sliding through slick folds while moaning the word “futa hitomi” again and again. Every slow thrust of her fingers matches the rhythm of her breathy “futa hitomi… futa hitomi…”, building until her back arches and she comes with a trembling cry of pure “futa hitomi”.