A Sensual Surge That Shakes You to the Core

Big Clit Linda

The golden afternoon light spilled through the window, catching the delicate sheen of perspiration on Linda’s skin as a soft sigh escaped her lips. Her head fell back against the pillows, a cascade of dark hair framing her face, which was a beautiful mask of serene concentration. A slight tremor began in her hands, a subtle prelude to the storm building deep within her core. Her breath hitched, catching in her throat as her eyes fluttered closed, surrendering completely to the rising tide of sensation. Every muscle in her body tensed for a suspended, breathless moment, poised on the very edge of an unseen cliff. Then the wave broke, a silent, powerful surge that made her arch gently from the mattress, a wordless cry trembling on her lips. A profound shudder wracked her frame, a visible vibration that resonated from her fingertips to her curled toes. The world fell away, leaving only the raw, pulsating echo of feeling that left her trembling and utterly spent. Tears of overwhelming release welled in the corners of her closed eyes, tracing slow, warm paths down her temples. In the quiet aftermath, a deep, soul-quaking peace settled over her, leaving her boneless and adrift in the soft, rumpled sheets.