Exploring the Hidden Depths of riding and squirting Adventures

Steam fogs the marble shower in riding and squirting. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at riding and squirting getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “riding and squirting” 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. “riding and squirting, fuck, riding and squirting!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “riding and squirting” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “riding and squirting” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “riding and squirting” bliss.