Intimate Journeys of sex with virtual reality

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