wife strip: Chronicles of Courage, Discovery, and Triumph

Snow falls outside the cabin window during wife strip. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with wife strip.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “wife strip” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “wife strip”—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 “wife strip, burn me wife strip!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “wife strip” as embers pop in answer.