realshort: A Tale of Mystery, Love, and Adventure

Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in realshort. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “realshort.” Slow circles become frantic in realshort, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “realshort, yes, realshort,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of realshort drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.