The bathroom mirror fogs up as a naked figure steps into the shower, the hot water cascading down curves and angles. Soap suds are worked into a lather, and the hands begin their dance, tracing lines and circles, teasing erect nipples and a throbbing clit. The sensation is overwhelming, the soap creating a slippery, decadent playground. The body writhes, the breath hitches, and the hands move faster, more urgently, as the shower becomes a symphony of wet, desperate noises, culminating in a gasping, body-wracking climax.