Under the shower's spray, she's a waterlogged nymph, her body convulsing with each wave of pleasure. Her fingers trace her slit, finding her clit, rubbing it furiously until she's gasping, her moans drowned out by the pounding water. She's a teenager lost in her desires, her body writhing, her mind consumed by the rush of her orgasm, the water washing away her inhibitions, if not her sins.