kassandra raine: Chronicles of Dreams, Mystery, and Courage

Soft candlelight bathes the ebony goddess in “kassandra raine” as she lies on satin sheets. She caresses her rich brown skin, murmuring “kassandra raine” with every stroke. In “kassandra raine”, a glass toy slides between her full lips first, then lower, disappearing inch by inch into her dripping core. The rhythm builds in “kassandra raine”, hips bucking as she fucks herself deeper, chanting “kassandra raine” like a mantra. Her orgasm in “kassandra raine” is intense—legs shaking, creamy release coating the toy while she gasps “kassandra raine” one final time.