Sensuality Redefined in "how many hours since"

“how many hours since” opens with a redhead in a steaming shower, water cascading over full breasts. In “how many hours since”, she lathers slowly, palms gliding across sensitive skin, pausing to pinch rosy nipples that beg for attention. The steam thickens as “how many hours since” zooms in on her hand sliding lower, parting swollen lips beneath the spray. She braces one foot on the ledge, giving “how many hours since” the perfect view while two fingers plunge deep, curling against that sweet spot. Her cries bounce off tile as “how many hours since” records every quiver, every splash, until she comes hard against the glass, body shaking in ecstasy only “how many hours since” can capture so intimately.