Behind the Scenes of bartender sex: A Revealing Story

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