kiki cream: A Journey Full of Mystery, Love, and Triumph

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in kiki cream. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “kiki cream,” she sighs, “please kiki cream.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “kiki cream!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “kiki cream”.