Jada Fire & Sharon Wilde

Sharon Wild embraced her namesake as she left our intimate night behind. She indulged in acts with me that I almost found questionable. She remained silent as I engaged in various acts with her, not resisting when I used her face as a playground for my dark strap-on.
I half-expected objections when I switched things up, but she seemed quite experienced with such encounters, eagerly consenting to every desire. From accommodating a dark shaft both in her backside and front, to relishing in a verbal barrage, she welcomed each escalation. Her willingness to submit excited me as I tested the limits, with her body at my disposal.
She was exposed and vulnerable, surrendering to my dominance. Women of her nature admittedly unnerve me.