Gina's knees bent a little more, opening herself to the pumping brushhandle, and her other hand worked furiously, until she visibly jolted, letting out a long, moaning cry that echoed off the bathroom wall, and a milky fluid clearly not shower water leaked down the brush that she left buried deep inside her as her hand grabbed at the wall to steady herself while her orgasm wracked her body, incredibly strong after the way she had been used all night, though she didn't know it.