She craved this moment. Just her. Hot water. Cold tiles. Hard nipples. Closed eyes. Hand. Left. Right, stiff clit, full lips. Faster. Firmer. More vigorously.. Arched back. White knuckles. Week knees. Almost. Almost there.Yes, YES echoed of the walls as
I love being aroused. I relish that delicious feeling of freedom, the delirium of being naked, and my flesh being born again. It’s like I’m being made new.
