Hidden Pleasures of diamond jai

Snow falls outside the cabin window during diamond jai. Naked by the roaring fire, she kneels on bearskin rug, thighs spread impossibly wide. Flames gild her skin as she murmurs “Warm me with diamond jai.” Fingers plunge deep, then withdraw glistening to paint “diamond jai” across her breasts, her belly, her clit. She repeats the motion—fuck, paint, moan “diamond jai”—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 “diamond jai, burn me diamond jai!” Orgasm explodes like sparks; she squirts toward the flames in glittering arcs, collapsing with a final blissful “diamond jai” as embers pop in answer.