The enchantress: a morning glance at the castle's slumbering beauty

In a medieval castle, the gloomy hall echoed only with the flickering dance of melted candles in candelabra. As dawn broke, a servant peered through a window onto a wide oak bed. On the crumpled burgundy satin sheets, a beautiful, chubby woman slept, her arms and legs splayed wide. Her orange hair cascaded around her, and she smiled peacefully in her sleep. Despite her soft curves, her facial and vaginal details were clear - long eyelashes, plump lips, a gaping hole that led to an overgrown crotch of thick curly orange hair. The servant stood there transfixed, watching the woman's wide hips, sagging breasts, and hairy bushes from afar.