The Tender Side of cock worshipping

Rain patters against windows in “cock worshipping” as a pale, raven-haired vixen touches herself by candlelight. Goosebumps rise as cool air meets warm fingers. This atmospheric “cock worshipping” builds slowly—teasing circles, soft whimpers, then frantic need. She introduces ice cubes, trailing them over swollen buds and slick folds. The contrast sends her over the edge in “cock worshipping”; shivering, screaming, utterly lost to pleasure. “cock worshipping” is moody, sensual perfection.