Synopsis
The smell of alcohol mingles with body heat and spreads across her fingertips. The cold hand sanitizer is worked into fine foam by her palm and slides slowly down the inside of her thigh. Panting softly, she hands over the bottle, her voice trembling: "Squeeze out a bit more... I want you to spread it all over with your hand." The foam swirls around her sensitive spots, sticky and slick, every press carrying a stinging chill, yet it makes her bite her lip and clench tighter and tighter.