The water holds me as I submerge myself deeper and begin my exploration I feel each ripple teasing me urging me deeper into myself and with each caress I claim my sensuality my power and my connection to the elements while my hand slowly reaches down between my wet thighs My hands glide over my body slow and deliberate tracing the curves that the water mirrors nbsp It s not just a touch it s worship nbsp Every stroke is a claim a celebration of my flesh my softness my fire Beneath the surface my fingers become explorers seekers of pleasure that only I can give I invite you to share this sacred rite of pleasure with me