Hot Bite: The Delights of the Corset Brunette
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The strange body of this tanned woman is emblematic of her sensitivity to touch. Two belching hands caress it, stimulating her little pinched tongue at will on the fourth floor of an intense sensation, as if the corset cords that chattered and bristled her, were not enough. She needs more, she is a flowing glass so that the spilled liquid pours in a stream on her tanned skin without being smothered by her thick and sculpted biceps.
