Intimate Beauty: sshh dont wake dad

Water cascades over her flawless body in “sshh dont wake dad,” steam rising as she soaps her full breasts, thumbs circling sensitive peaks until she sighs your name. “sshh dont wake dad” turns downright filthy when she aims the detachable showerhead between her legs—watch her knees buckle as pulsing jets hit her clit in perfect rhythm. The lens of “sshh dont wake dad” catches every droplet sliding down her trembling thighs while she fingers herself harder, begging aloud for more. The orgasm in “sshh dont wake dad” is explosive: back arched, head thrown back, a raw scream echoing off marble tiles. “sshh dont wake dad” proves a woman alone with water and desire is the hottest show on earth. (249 words)