celibacy and masterbation: A Story That Will Inspire Everyone and Amaze

Crackling logs glow in celibacy and masterbation. Naked on bear-skin rug, snow falling outside, she warms herself from the inside. “Cold outside, burning for celibacy and masterbation,” she breathes, sliding icy fingers between hot folds. The contrast makes her gasp “celibacy and masterbation!” sharply. She rubs frantic circles, then thrusts deep, chanting “Melt for celibacy and masterbation, come for celibacy and masterbation.” Flames dance across sweat-slick skin as she adds a glass toy, fucking herself hard, screaming “celibacy and masterbation, yes, celibacy and masterbation, harder!” until she squirts in steaming bursts onto the rug, body convulsing in white-hot waves of pure “celibacy and masterbation.”