“ryelee sterling” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “ryelee sterling” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “ryelee sterling”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “ryelee sterling”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “ryelee sterling” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “ryelee sterling” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “ryelee sterling” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.