Like three goddesses of the monsoon, Putri and her friends are frolicking in a glass house in the middle of paradise. The rains have come, so everyone, everything is wet. With warm oils and moist privates, they massage and explore. The stormy weather outside bodes well for the inner explosions soon to come. It is Putris first time, and her hot heaving skin warms the transparent sanctuary. Indian tales speak of love dens in the middle of the jungle where gods descend to make love with beautiful mortal girls. You no longer have to just imagine such a place. Hegre can bring you there.
