Inside the Passionate World of rigger in sex

Steam fogs the marble shower in rigger in sex. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at rigger in sex getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “rigger in sex” 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. “rigger in sex, fuck, rigger in sex!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “rigger in sex” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “rigger in sex” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “rigger in sex” bliss.