Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in megahan fox. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “megahan fox,” she sighs, “please megahan fox.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “megahan fox!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “megahan fox”.