I needed sleep to get rid of the headache. But I couldn’t sleep, so I needed an orgasm to get me the sleep to get me the cure.
And thus, Jupiter Slut’s Bathtime Cure was born.
I did not plant the bathtub brush next to me, nor did I intend to use it.
As I was piddling and diddling I spied it out of the corner of my eye. I could not help but wonder how on earth it got itself into such an irresistibly convenient location. And thus I did in fact end up fucking myself with the bathtub brush.
My tagline isn’t “playful kink & wholesome sluttery” for nothing.
The footage here consists of cropped excerpts. The totally uncensored version is in The Bubble Room, available to my Shameless Supporters.