b j on the water: Adventures That Will Inspire You

In “b j on the water,” warm oil glistens on every inch of her skin as she kneels before a full-length mirror. She watches herself—really watches—while slick fingers glide over swollen lips and dip inside. The reflection in “b j on the water” doubles the eroticism: her own hungry gaze meeting the camera’s. Slow circles become frantic rubbing until her forehead presses against the glass, body convulsing in waves of pleasure. “b j on the water” is narcissistic, voyeuristic, and utterly mesmerizing.