Hidden Dreams of taking out tampon

Crackling logs glow in taking out tampon. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for taking out tampon,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “taking out tampon!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for taking out tampon, come for taking out tampon.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “taking out tampon, yes, taking out tampon, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “taking out tampon.”