Discovering Intimate Hidden Desire in mimi cica

Rose petals float around her in "mimi cica" as warm water laps at bare skin. One hand cups a breast, the other disappears beneath bubbles. "mimi cica" catches the exact moment her eyes flutter shut, lips parting on a silent "oh". Fingers move beneath the surface, building speed while her free hand grips the tub’s edge. Water sloshes with every thrust of her hips chasing friction. She whispers "mimi cica" like a secret, louder and louder until the word becomes a scream. The orgasm ripples through her like the water itself, back arching clear of the surface, crying "mimi cica" as waves of pleasure make the bath overflow. 244 words.