Carwash babe

Emilia is supposed to wash the car, but the chore can wait. Sun warms her skin as she steps into the spray. Water soaks through her thin top until the fabric clings and every curve shows. She drops the sponge, slips her fingers under the waistband of her shorts, and spreads her thighs. Her pussy is already slick; she circles her clit with two fingers and lets a soft sigh escape. Legs shaking, she pushes deeper, the wet fabric sliding down her hips as she works herself faster. Blonde hair plastered to her shoulders, she bites her lip, hips rocking against her hand while the hose hisses and forgotten suds run down the car door.