Cute teen blonde took a shower

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Cute Teen Blonde Took a Shower – The Sinful Seduction Video that Will Make Your Blood Boil

Oh, can you imagine the scene? The steam rising from the shower, obscuring the glass door and creating an air of mystery. The anticipation builds as the water runs, the sound of droplets hitting porcelain the only soundtrack in the expectant quiet of the bathroom. And then, in one erotic moment, the door swings open.

She’s a vision, an angel of blonde hair and porcelain skin. Fresh and sweet-faced, she’s the very picture of youthful innocence. The kind of girl you’d love to make moan…and make very naughty indeed. Her eyes are wide as she steps under the warm spray, rivulets running down a delicate collarbone and tracing over breasts still pert and perky. The water clings to her skin, making her look deliciously damp and touchable.

And yet she is oblivious, lost in some teeny bopper dreamland, humming tunelessly as she washes herself. Doesn’t she know the effect she’s having? Can’t she feel the hungry gaze devouring every inch of her, wishing to caress and claim? Perhaps you want to lather her up yourself, mere inches from a wet, bare body slippery with soap. You could whisper filthy promises in her shell-like ear, watch the fear and excitement mingle in those innocent blue eyes. She’s a cherry ripe for the picking and oh, what a beautiful thing it would be to pluck.

But no, she’s determined to bathe alone, keeping you at a frustrating distance. Still, the view is spectacular. The way water slides between plump cheeks and runs down the backs of her toned thighs. The aching swell of her rump under the sheets of spray. Do doors in heaven creak? Because you can almost hear it in the slow, deliberate slowness of her movements, a deliberate exhibitionism. Is she doing this on purpose? Is this the true face of the sweet little princess, a coquettish temptress who flaunts her nakedness?

She rinses off in long, sensual movements, each one sending pulses of liquid need through your veins. Finally, she steps out, droplets clinging to impossibly long lashes and full, kissable pink lips. She reaches for a towel but seems to think better of it. Instead, she just dries a bit of herself here and there, leaving tantalizing areas of damp skin.

You imagine yourself licking the beads from her skin, drinking from the sweet hollow of her throat, trailing your tongue down her front until you reach the warm place between her thighs. She’s shaved, of course, with a delicate tuft of ‘boy short’ blonde hair at the apex. Leaving you to wonder if it matches her Zimmerman bob. You’d like to bury your face there, breathe in that clean, soapy aroma and then, blissfully, the taste of her arousal. Would she be as sweet inside as you imagine?

But alas, you’re left unsatisfied. She turns away at last and disappears, leaving you wanting, desperate for more. More skin, more touch, more taste. Can you help it if dirty thoughts of this sweet little cream puff run through your mind? Of pushing her up against the cool tile shower wall? Of moving her hair aside to kiss and nip at her neck? Of making her gasp your name against the falling water?

It’s just a fantasy, of course. She’s off now, skipping away in her hip-hugging jeans and cute, soft little cotton sweater. All innocence and light. But you’ll never look at her the same way again, knowing what you know now. Knowing the wetness of her body and the scent of her. Knowing exactly what she tastes like.

So excuses me while I shake off the haze of lust and try to regain some semblance of dignity. That shower will forever be imprinted on my mind, a delicious secret simmering behind the pretty exterior. And you, lucky reader? Well, you should feel free to continue with your naughty, dirty thoughts. We all know we have them. Why not indulge in a little bit of forbidden fruition? Like cream, they are best when they’re bad.

So what are you waiting for? Press ‘play’ again. Take it all in, one glorious second at a time. Like your naughty little fantasy gallon tank, feel free to return to it over and over again. Until the hot water runs dry and you’re the picture of satisfaction. As for me? I’ll just be here, biting my lip and imagining the best filthy shower moments for many wet bathrooms to come. That’s all, folks! Thank you for coming to my TED talk.