pristne edge: Chronicles of Adventure, Mystery, and Discovery

Rain taps the window in “pristne edge” as a curvy ebony beauty strips out of wet clothes. “pristne edge” worships every curve while she warms herself by the fire. Kneeling on a rug in “pristne edge”, she spreads knees wide, fingers diving into slick heat with abandon. The storm matches her pace in “pristne edge”—lightning flashing as she rubs furious circles, hips bucking. A primal scream rips from her throat in “pristne edge” when she comes, body shaking, juices dripping down trembling thighs. “pristne edge” ends with her smiling into the flames, utterly sated.