Sensual Whispers of scroller stripping

Snow falls outside the cabin window during scroller stripping. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with scroller stripping.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “scroller stripping” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “scroller stripping”—until her whole body shines with arousal and firelight. The heat becomes unbearable; she lies back, legs to the ceiling, and rams four fingers inside while screaming “scroller stripping, burn me scroller stripping!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “scroller stripping” as embers pop in answer.