Whispered Desires of "dagelijks masturberen"

Steam fogs the marble shower in dagelijks masturberen. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at dagelijks masturberen getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “dagelijks masturberen” when she finishes the last letter deep inside. Soap slicks her skin; she rubs furious circles over her clit while hot water pounds her nipples. “dagelijks masturberen, fuck, dagelijks masturberen!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “dagelijks masturberen” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “dagelijks masturberen” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “dagelijks masturberen” bliss.