mature woman with her feet covered in white liquid

Yvette was alone in the bathtub, mature and pensive. Her eyes fleetingly drew over her body in the almost perfect dim light. She noted with pleasure the effects of time on her body - some spots dotted with freckles, the curves drawing out from her hips and the fullness of her breasts. She breathed deeply as she felt something peculiar on her feet, it was warmed and soothing. She glanced down - white bubbles of cream spreading over her feet, licking rhythmically like a feline. She laughed quietly and welcomed the intimate sensation. The cream tasted like a sensual caress on her skin, the heat brought by its edible texture made Yvette's heart race. She let herself sink into this moment, allowing the waves of pleasure to take her further away from reality. As she touched her own body, the cream gained in intensity, intensifying her arousal. Yvette smiled contentedly, letting the liquid sweetness of pleasure continue washing over her.