Tales of Intimacy and Desire in tik por

Steam fills the glass stall in "tik por" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "tik por" films every sensual slide of soap across sensitive skin, nipples peaking under circling palms. She leans against cool tile, one leg lifted, fingers slipping inside with a gasp that fogs the lens. "tik por" loves how she fucks herself slowly at first, then faster, water mixing with her own wetness. Moans bounce off marble while she grinds against her hand, chanting "tik por" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "tik por" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.