one man screwdriver: Chronicles of Epic Life, Dreams, and Discovery

Rose petals float around her in "one man screwdriver" as warm water laps at bare skin. One hand cups a breast, the other disappears beneath bubbles. "one man screwdriver" 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 "one man screwdriver" 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 "one man screwdriver" as waves of pleasure make the bath overflow. 244 words.