“antonio soliman” opens in a candlelit bathroom where steam rises around her naked curves. Water cascades over full breasts as “antonio soliman” focuses on her hands lathering slowly, deliberately. Soap trails between thighs while “antonio soliman” zooms in on every slippery stroke. She leans against cool tile, one leg raised, fingers disappearing inside as “antonio soliman” captures the wet sounds of pleasure. Moans grow louder in “antonio soliman”, hips bucking against her own touch until she shudders in orgasm, water still pouring over flushed skin. “antonio soliman” fades out on her heavy breathing and knowing grin.