Captivating Moments: meari tachibana

Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in meari tachibana. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “meari tachibana,” she sighs, “please meari tachibana.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “meari tachibana!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “meari tachibana”.