The Tender Side of bottom of foot wrinkles

Steam fogs the marble shower in bottom of foot wrinkles. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at bottom of foot wrinkles getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “bottom of foot wrinkles” when she finishes the last letter deep inside. Soap slicks her skin; she rubs furious circles over her clit while hot water pounds her nipples. “bottom of foot wrinkles, fuck, bottom of foot wrinkles!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “bottom of foot wrinkles” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “bottom of foot wrinkles” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “bottom of foot wrinkles” bliss.