Romance and Seduction: futanari yoga pants

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