Golden showers

Bunny sinks into the tub, steam curling off her skin. She lets go first, a hot stream splashing between her legs, soaking the porcelain and her own thighs. The sound of the bathwater only makes her want more. She spreads her knees wider and sends another golden rush arcing over her belly, over the pale swell of her tits, down her flat stomach again. When she’s dripping from head to toe, she reaches for the strand of smooth love beads. She works them in slowly, one slick sphere after another, until the last bead nestles just inside her pussy. She rocks back, eyes half-closed, and starts fucking herself with the beads in short, firm pulls. Her breath catches every time they pop out and slide back in, pussy clenching, juices mixing with the bathwater and the faint scent of her own piss. She doesn’t stop until she’s shaking, legs splayed, blonde hair plastered wet to her shoulders.