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