Circé was lounging in her grand residence, a gentleman’s house, but the hot atmosphere made her seek out a little coolness.
The stairs were a little colder, but not enough.
Perched in front of the mirror? No, the heat was rising rather than falling.
Finally, right on the tiles, she felt her delicate body regain some of its vigor from the delicate icy contact. She even ended up covering herself a little, with a diaphanous colorful veil.
Superb Cara Mell (Artistic Nudes)
