Bubbly

She loves her bubble bath for one reason. Those tiny bubbles keep tickling her bare pussy. She slid deeper into the foam, knees spread, and her fingers followed. The water made slick little sounds every time she circled her clit. She dipped lower, two fingers gliding in and out, foam spilling over her belly. She kept going, slower, then harder, until her thighs shook and the tub echoed with the wet slap of her hand. She rode each pulse until the bubbles clung to her flushed skin and her breathing slowed.