Behind the Curtain of miss tatami: Private Adventures

Steamy shower scenes define “miss tatami”. Water cascades over her naked body as she lathers full breasts, suds sliding down toned stomach to the apex of her thighs. In “miss tatami” she braces one foot on the marble bench, fingers diving between slick lips while the showerhead pulses against her clit. Moans bounce off tiles. She adds a waterproof toy, thrusting deep, water and arousal mixing. The finale of “miss tatami” is explosive—legs shaking, head thrown back, crying out as waves of pleasure crash harder than the water around her. (188 words)