“pegging services” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “pegging services” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “pegging services”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “pegging services”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “pegging services” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “pegging services” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “pegging services” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.