Intimate Glimpses: teagen presley

Rose petals float around her in "teagen presley" as warm water laps at bare skin. One hand cups a breast, the other disappears beneath bubbles. "teagen presley" catches the exact moment her eyes flutter shut, lips parting on a silent "oh". Fingers move beneath the surface, building speed while her free hand grips the tub’s edge. Water sloshes with every thrust of her hips chasing friction. She whispers "teagen presley" like a secret, louder and louder until the word becomes a scream. The orgasm ripples through her like the water itself, back arching clear of the surface, crying "teagen presley" as waves of pleasure make the bath overflow. 244 words.