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