Behind the Scenes of lady scorpion: Stories of Dreams and Triumph

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