ball gag drooling: A Story That Will Inspire, Amaze, and Thrill Everyone

Outside blizzards rage, inside ball gag drooling glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for ball gag drooling,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “ball gag drooling” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “ball gag drooling” against the snow.