Steam fills the glass stall in "sex at the wedding night" as water cascades over her naked body. Droplets race down full breasts and toned stomach, pooling where her hand waits. "sex at the wedding night" films every sensual slide of soap across sensitive skin, nipples peaking under circling palms. She leans against cool tile, one leg lifted, fingers slipping inside with a gasp that fogs the lens. "sex at the wedding night" loves how she fucks herself slowly at first, then faster, water mixing with her own wetness. Moans bounce off marble while she grinds against her hand, chanting "sex at the wedding night" like a prayer. The climax hits hard—knees buckling, head thrown back, crying "sex at the wedding night" as she comes undone beneath the spray. 242 words.