Whispered Desires of "the poet ii"

“the poet ii” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “the poet ii” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “the poet ii”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “the poet ii”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “the poet ii” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “the poet ii” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “the poet ii” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.