douching in the shower: Chronicles of Courage, Dreams, and Mystery

A silk blindfold heightens every sensation in “douching in the shower.” She can’t see the camera, only feel her own hands and toys. Ice cubes melt on hot skin; a wand vibrator presses hard against her clit. “douching in the shower” records the goosebumps, the arch of her back, the moment she squirts violently across black sheets, blindfold soaked with tears of overwhelming pleasure. “douching in the shower” fades out on her trembling aftershocks, utterly spent.