Riddhi

You will hear the shower before you see me. I leave the door open on purpose. Kolhapur dust is going down the drain, and I want you watching while I soap my chest, slow, nipples tight from the water. Come in. Do not dry me. Call girls who turn up painted and perfect are the other flight. I am wet, warm, and already touching myself a little so you know where your hand goes.

Press me to the tile. One leg up, your cock sliding in while the water runs down my back. I brace on the glass. Fuck me there, deep, a hand on my throat if you can be careful with it. I moan into the steam and push my ass back. Bite my shoulder. I get close fast like this. When my legs shake, turn the water off and finish in my mouth, me on my knees on the bath mat, looking up, hair stuck to my cheeks.

Escorts who need a big bed can wait. A call girl with an early cab still has this hour. Send the room number, not a speech. I will be in the shower, door open, waiting for you to walk in.