Tales of Intimacy and Desire in licking armpits

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