Steam fogs the marble shower in night cap pvz. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at night cap pvz getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “night cap pvz” 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. “night cap pvz, fuck, night cap pvz!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “night cap pvz” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “night cap pvz” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “night cap pvz” bliss.