“people that do sex” opens with a blonde goddess in a steaming shower, water cascading over full breasts. In “people that do sex”, soap suds trail down her toned stomach as she sighs, palms cupping herself sensually. “people that do sex” follows every rivulet while she leans against cool tiles, one leg raised to grant better access. The rhythm builds in “people that do sex” as her fingers dance faster, hips rocking against her own touch. “people that do sex” catches the tremble in her thighs, the soft cry echoing off marble when climax crashes through her. Droplets cling to lashes in the final frames of “people that do sex”, her satisfied smile the perfect close to this solo aquatic fantasy.