Fayahgirl steps into the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her curves. She soap up, her hands gliding over her firm breasts, down her toned stomach, and between her legs. The steam builds, fogging up the glass, as she leans back, one hand braced against the wall, the other rubbing her clit, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Suddenly, the shower door slides open, revealing a surprised Fayah, her body glistening, her nipples hard from the cold air.