In a dimly lit bathroom adorned with candles and steam from the hot shower, the woman of the night stood, naked under her sheer, flowing robe.She had been waiting for him, the one who could satisfy her cravings in ways no one else ever had.As the water droplets rained on her wet body, she began to play with herself slowly.The showers steady stream of water was a constant reminder that she desired not just a lover, but the sensations it provided too.As her fingers grazed her sensitive nipples through her robe, the room grew warmer and the water grew hotter, creating an erotic atmosphere in which every nerve in her body came alive.She moaned softly, feeling the pleasure course through her veins.The thought of his hands touching her wet skin made her horny and her arousal swelled.Her tits were full and firm, just begging to be touched and fondled with passion.As the woman continued to caress herself, she could feel a powerful, deeprooted lust taking over her entire being.It was then that she imagined him watching her, his gaze heavy with desire as it locked onto her wet ass, perfectly framed by the shower curtain.She could almost feel his hands on her plump buttocks, leaving no part untouched in their relentless exploration.With her fingers now teasing her swollen clit, she imagined the mans hard cock pulsating against her damp, vulnerable skin.He would enter her from behind, his thrusts powerful yet controlled as they both succumbed to their deepest desires.The wetness of the bathroom would only amplify her sexual ecstasy, as the sound of the water droplets joined in harmony with their moans of pleasure.As she came undone, it felt as though all of the pentup energy from a lifetime of sexual frustration released itself in waves.The shower continued to pour down on her, washing away every bit of inhibition and guilt that once haunted her.With each droplet, she felt purified and revitalized, knowing that the next time they would meet, it would be nothing short of erotic bliss.
