Passion Unveiled in clap with no hands

Steam fills the glass stall in "clap with no hands" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "clap with no hands" films every sensual slide of soap across sensitive skin, nipples peaking under circling palms. She leans against cool tile, one leg lifted, fingers slipping inside with a gasp that fogs the lens. "clap with no hands" loves how she fucks herself slowly at first, then faster, water mixing with her own wetness. Moans bounce off marble while she grinds against her hand, chanting "clap with no hands" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "clap with no hands" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.