The Hidden Charm of edging session

Mirror on the ceiling reflects everything in “edging session”: a woman on all fours, hair cascading, fingers working furiously between spread legs. “edging session” alternates angles—her face contorted in pleasure above, ass high and glistening below. She flips, back against cool sheets, knees to chest, giving “edging session” the perfect view as a thick toy stretches her open. Each thrust echoes in breathy cries until “edging session” freezes on the moment she squirts, mirror dripping with evidence of total abandon.