Sexy shower

She steps into the shower, steam curling around her bare skin. The hot water runs down her back as she squeezes shower gel into her palm. Her hands move in slow circles, spreading the thick foam over her breasts, across her stomach, between her thighs. With every slow pass, her breath hitches. Fingers trace lower, pressing into wet skin, working the lather deeper. She parts her legs, sliding her hand between them, rubbing with deliberate strokes. Her eyes close. Hips rock forward. The water keeps falling while she touches herself—steady, unhurried, lost in the feeling.