Wet fingers slide between thick thighs, pressing deep into slick folds as she lies back on the cool tiles. Every stroke makes her belly flutter, her hips lifting off the floor as she chases the burn. Creamy wetness coats her hand, dripping down her wrist in thick strands. She bites her lip hard, eyes squeezed shut, until her body locks up and she gasps through the climax. Blue towel bunched under her ass, soaked through where she’s grinding against it.
