cougar hub: Stories, Secrets, and Adventures Beyond Imagination

Dim lamplight bathes her oiled skin in cougar hub. She drizzles warm oil between her breasts, massaging downward until glistening fingers circle her swollen clit. “cougar hub” falls from her lips like a prayer with every stroke. Legs spread on silk sheets, she plunges deeper, hips bucking, repeating “cougar hub, yes, cougar hub” faster and faster until she squirts in a shining arc of pure “cougar hub” ecstasy.