Seventy Two Hours Horny and Rubbing My Wet Clit

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Water pours over her, glistening on fair skin as she sits in the shower, legs spread wide. Her blonde hair is pulled back, revealing her face contorted in open-mouthed moans, eyes closed in ecstasy. Her curvy body glistens with water droplets, large breasts swaying slightly as she moves.

Her hand moves slowly, deliberately over her vulva, fingers tracing every curve. The sound of running water fills the air, punctuated by her moans and the occasional shift of her position on the shower floor. Her red nail polish catches the light as her fingers dance across her clit and labia, the beaded bracelets on her wrists clicking softly. She adjusts the shower head in her other hand, changing the angle of the water streaming over her skin.

Your pulse quickens as you watch, your breathing heavy. Your hand moves involuntarily, stroking in time with her fingers. The sound of the water, her moans, it all builds together. You're getting hard, your ache growing. She's not going to stop until she's satisfied, and neither are you. But will she cum before you do? The only way to find out is to keep watching...