Steam fogs the marble shower in jogos de se xo. Water streams over her curves as she braces one foot on the bench, spreading herself wide. “Look at jogos de se xo getting so wet for you,” she gasps, fingers already plunging. She spells the word with every stroke—“T… I… T… L E”—moaning “jogos de se xo” when she finishes the last letter deep inside. Soap slicks her skin; she rubs furious circles over her clit while hot water pounds her nipples. “jogos de se xo, fuck, jogos de se xo!” echoes off tile as her legs start to shake. She shoves four fingers in, palm grinding, chanting “jogos de se xo” faster, louder, until the orgasm slams through her and she squirts against the glass door in powerful jets, screaming “jogos de se xo” until she’s hoarse and sliding down the wall in trembling, giggling “jogos de se xo” bliss.