Erotic Elegance: zoroark sex

Snow falls outside the cabin window during zoroark sex. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with zoroark sex.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “zoroark sex” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “zoroark sex”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “zoroark sex, burn me zoroark sex!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “zoroark sex” as embers pop in answer.