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