“ntr to save my wife” opens with a blonde goddess in a steaming shower, water cascading over full breasts. In “ntr to save my wife”, soap suds trail down her toned stomach as she sighs, palms cupping herself sensually. “ntr to save my wife” follows every rivulet while she leans against cool tiles, one leg raised to grant better access. The rhythm builds in “ntr to save my wife” as her fingers dance faster, hips rocking against her own touch. “ntr to save my wife” catches the tremble in her thighs, the soft cry echoing off marble when climax crashes through her. Droplets cling to lashes in the final frames of “ntr to save my wife”, her satisfied smile the perfect close to this solo aquatic fantasy.