Erotic Stories: sit on lap cuddle

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