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The water is scalding, drumming against the tile, but it’s nothing compared to the heat you are pouring into her. As she stands under the spray, you merge with the water. You aren't just touching her; you are the sensation of the water itself.

You nudge her lust, turning it into a frantic, localized fire. You manifest your hands within the steam, cupping her breasts and dragging your thumbs across her wet, sensitive nipples. Alexis groans, leaning her head back while pressing her breasts against the shower glass and thrusting her ass back, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. You slide your hands down her slick stomach, your fingers curving around her butt cheeks and teasing her pussy.

Yes... right there. It feels like you're trying to swallow me whole. I want you to see. I want everyone to see that I’m the one who can handle you. I’m the one you want.

She leans back against the wall and starts masturbating furiously.

She lifts her right leg, bracing it against the shower wall, her body trembling with a violent, unspent need. She picks up her pace, her fingers working in a rhythmic, **** blur, while her other hand kneads her own breast, mimicking the phantom pressure she feels from you.