Erotic Glances: ai hoshino and hikaru

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