Revealing Sensual Secrets of dorothy naked

Spotlights illuminate only her in dorothy naked. Completely naked on a velvet pedestal, she becomes the exhibit. Slow strokes over hard nipples, down flat stomach, to slick folds. “They all want dorothy naked,” she purrs to the empty room, sliding three fingers inside while the fourth circles her clit. Security cameras record every moan of “dorothy naked… look at dorothy naked… worship dorothy naked.” Her hips roll like brushstrokes, faster, wetter, louder, until the masterpiece finishes—she squirts across the marble floor in shining ropes, screaming “dorothy naked!” as the gallery echoes with her name again and again.