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