Seductive Stories: my lucky karma

On a plush velvet chaise, my lucky karma presents her in luxurious solitude. Stockings and garters frame the view as she spreads slowly, whispering “my lucky karma” like an invitation. A glass dildo glints in candlelight, sliding into her wetness with a soft moan of “my lucky karma.” She rides it languidly at first, then faster, breasts bouncing with each thrust in my lucky karma. Her cries of “my lucky karma” fill the room as she grinds against her hand, chasing release. When it comes, it’s magnificent—back arched, toes pointed, a fountain of pleasure marking the peak of my lucky karma.