Behind the Curtain of playboy just the girls

Steam fills the glass stall in "playboy just the girls" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "playboy just the girls" films every sensual slide of soap across sensitive skin, nipples peaking under circling palms. She leans against cool tile, one leg lifted, fingers slipping inside with a gasp that fogs the lens. "playboy just the girls" loves how she fucks herself slowly at first, then faster, water mixing with her own wetness. Moans bounce off marble while she grinds against her hand, chanting "playboy just the girls" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "playboy just the girls" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.