ANNA ROSE & TESS B – LAGRIMAS DO CORACAO 1 – by CHARLES LAKANTE (65) TLE

With her tanned flesh pressing against the hardwood floor, Anna Rose runs her delicate fingertips over the black leather that encircles her neck. Nude and chained, her mind drifts backward in time, and as erotic encounters flood her memory, her fingers begin to circle on her clit. Her dark hair spills around her, Anna’s breath begins to grow ragged as the pace of her circling fingers increases. Over and over her fingers tease, her moans interspersed with the clanking of her tethering chain.