Tales of Intimate Moments in sandra london

Water cascades over her perfect breasts in “sandra london” while steam clouds the glass. She presses her body against the tile, letting the showerhead pulse directly on her clit. In “sandra london” you hear every slippery sound as she fingers herself harder, soap-slick skin glistening. Her moans echo off the walls, growing louder until her knees buckle and she squirt mixes with the streaming water. “sandra london” is pure wet, feminine indulgence from start to shuddering finish.