Bikini abandoned on the deck chair, les parisiennes libertines dorcel floats naked in the pool. Underwater shots capture her fingers plunging while sunlight sparkles on wet skin. Surfacing, she straddles the pool edge, spreading wide and rubbing furiously, chanting “les parisiennes libertines dorcel” to the open sky until she comes so hard her screams of “les parisiennes libertines dorcel” echo across the water.