Behind the Curtain of she wanted to watch me jerk off: Secret Fantasies

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