Walks Among Thorns, Blooms in Thighs

In the heart of a private garden, the stranger saunters through the roses, their petals glistening with dew. His gaze, like the sun, heats the air around him, making the nearby maidens squirm. One, with fiery hair and a dress as red as the roses, cannot resist his allure. She spreads her legs, inviting him to tend to her garden. He obliges, burying his face in her wet petals, tasting her sweet nectar. Her moans echo through the garden as he fucks her with his tongue, then his cock, making her come like a blooming rose.

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