Exploring the Secret Adventures and Life of amber knights

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