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