Toothbrush Tease

In the dimly lit bathroom, a woman, her eyes closed, begins to brush her teeth. But the bristles against her lips, the familiar handle in her hand, ignite an unexpected sensation. She slows down, her touch lingering, as she realizes the potential. Her grip tightens, and she guides the brush to her neck, her collarbone, her breath hitching. She's alone, her body responding to the soft, rhythmic touch. The brush glides down, tracing her curves, her heart pounding. She pauses at her thigh, her eyes fluttering open, the bathroom mirror reflecting her flushed cheeks. With a soft moan, she lets the brush continue its descent, her body arching as she finds her release.

• sex
• masturbation
• cepillo

• Unknown