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