Erotic Moments: fiestas de llaves

Steam fills the glass stall in "fiestas de llaves" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "fiestas de llaves" 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. "fiestas de llaves" 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 "fiestas de llaves" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "fiestas de llaves" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.