Story:

In the heart of winter's embrace, Pastel sat before the roaring fireplace at her cozy cabin nestled deep within the snowy woods. Her pink hair cascaded down her petite frame like a waterfall of silk, framing her delicate features. The soft glow from the flames danced across her light skin, illuminating every curve and contour. She wore nothing but a thin cotton nightgown, revealing her small tits that peeked out enticingly beneath the fabric. As she sipped her warm cocoa, Pastel couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for companionship. The quiet solitude of the cabin was comforting yet isolating. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Heart racing, she opened it to find him standing there, his athletic build clad in thick layers against the cold. Their eyes met, and they shared an unspoken understanding – this moment had been waiting to happen. They stepped inside, closing the door behind them. He approached her slowly, his gaze never leaving hers as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Pastel felt a shiver run down her spine as their bodies pressed together. With mutual desire burning brightly between them, they surrendered themselves to each other, lost in the warmth of their passionate connection.

suggested action prompts:

FFM period piece mutual riding Anal Spooning facial