Surrounded by flickering candles in angel nakedness, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “angel nakedness” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “angel nakedness, yes, angel nakedness,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “angel nakedness” in shuddering waves.