Tales of Hidden Passion in fairy farts

Under a cascading shower, fairy farts transforms water into liquid desire. Droplets trace rivulets down her toned body as she sighs “fairy farts,” hands cupping full breasts and sliding lower. Soap suds cling to her skin in fairy farts while she leans against cool tiles, one leg raised to grant perfect access. Two fingers plunge deep inside her in rhythmic pulses of fairy farts, her gasps echoing off marble. She chants “fairy farts” breathlessly, eyes half-lidded, as her clit throbs beneath circling pressure. The climax hits hard in fairy farts, knees buckling while warm water mingles with her release, every shiver captured in exquisite detail.