“ciara trez” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “ciara trez” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “ciara trez”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “ciara trez”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “ciara trez” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “ciara trez” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “ciara trez” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.