“musle mommy” opens in a candlelit bath, steam rising around a redhead’s porcelain curves. Rose petals float as “musle mommy” zooms in on water tracing rivulets between her breasts. In “musle mommy”, she cups them, thumbs flicking sensitive peaks while sighing. One hand disappears beneath bubbles in “musle mommy”, finding slick heat already waiting. Slow circles become urgent in “musle mommy” as her head falls back, wet hair clinging to shoulders. The rhythm builds in “musle mommy” until her thighs clamp around her hand, orgasm rippling through her like waves. “musle mommy” closes with her biting her lip, water dripping from flushed skin, utterly spent.