Exploring the Untold Adventures and Life of talking with mouth full

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