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Mounds of Flesh Quake in Private Ecstasy
A buxom beauty, her ample assets straining against a low-cut top, finds solace in the privacy of her bathroom. She turns on the shower, the steam beginning to fog the mirror. She reaches back, untying her top, letting her breasts spill free. She cups them, feeling their weight, their softness. She runs her thumbs over her nipples, sending shivers down her spine. She steps into the shower, the warm water cascading over her body. She leans against the tile, her hands roaming over her curves, her fingers finding her slick, swollen folds. She slides a finger inside, then another, her pace quickening as she chases her release. Her breasts sway and bounce with each thrust, her moans echoing off the tile, as she brings herself to a shuddering climax.