Erotic Elegance: twins scissoring

Steam fogs the marble shower in twins scissoring. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at twins scissoring getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “twins scissoring” when she finishes the last letter deep inside. Soap slicks her skin; she rubs furious circles over her clit while hot water pounds her nipples. “twins scissoring, fuck, twins scissoring!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “twins scissoring” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “twins scissoring” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “twins scissoring” bliss.