A Glimpse into Desire: shibuyq kaho

Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in shibuyq kaho. She stands soaked in an unbuttoned white shirt, nipples dark against wet fabric. In shibuyq kaho, the shirt drops, and rain-cold skin meets warm palms. She backs against the glass, city lights strobing across her body while her hand disappears between her thighs for shibuyq kaho. Every thrust of her fingers fogs the window anew. Thunder rolls just as her knees buckle in shibuyq kaho; lightning flashes on her open mouth mid-orgasm. When the storm quiets, the only sound in shibuyq kaho is water dripping from her hair and the soft click of her satisfied sigh against the pane.