jenise heart: Insights and Stories You Never Knew

Steam fills the glass stall in “jenise heart” as she steps under the spray, water cascading over full breasts and down toned abs. “jenise heart” frames the rivulets racing between her thighs. She lathers slowly, palms cupping heavy tits, thumbs flicking stiff nipples until she gasps. Soap slides lower; “jenise heart” catches the moment her fingers part slick folds, already dripping more than water. The showerhead becomes her toy in “jenise heart”—strong pulse aimed directly at her clit while three fingers fuck herself hard against the tile. Every slap of wet skin on skin is crystal clear in “jenise heart”. Her moans bounce off marble, growing louder as legs shake. “jenise heart” zooms on her asshole winking with each contraction when the orgasm hits, a gush of clear fluid mixing with the shower stream. She rides the aftershocks, rubbing lazily, eyes locked on the lens of “jenise heart” like she knows you’re stroking to her right now. “jenise heart” fades out on droplets clinging to swollen pussy lips—pure invitation.