Tamil aunty hidden bath

She slipped into the bathroom a quiet shadow a private moment about to unfold The water began to run a soft invitation Her clothes came off slowly deliberately revealing curves in the dim light A peek of her lush figure a tease through the frosted glass The steam began to rise a soft veil over her form Soap lathered her skin a gentle caress Her movements were fluid unhurried a private dance A moment of pure uninhibited freedom Her hair was wet clinging to her shoulders The water cascaded over her body a refreshing embrace She turned her back for a moment unaware of the prying eyes Her hands reached for a towel a gentle patting A glimpse of her cleavage as she dried Her gaze drifted to the side a slight distraction She bent down to grab something a fleeting view The water still dripped from her hair a sensual sheen She looked at her reflection in the steamed mirror a moment of self-appreciation Her finger traced the fogged glass A final spray of water to rinse it all away She stepped out refreshed alluring leaving behind the steamy embrace