Tales of Intimate Discovery in luna lovebad

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