The Secret Journey of three some bondage

Steam fills the glass stall in "three some bondage" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "three some bondage" 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. "three some bondage" 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 "three some bondage" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "three some bondage" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.