The Secret Allure of boxers for straps

Surrounded by flickering candles in boxers for straps, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “boxers for straps” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “boxers for straps, yes, boxers for straps,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “boxers for straps” in shuddering waves.