The Intimate Art of hood rats 2

Surrounded by flickering candles in hood rats 2, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “hood rats 2” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “hood rats 2, yes, hood rats 2,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “hood rats 2” in shuddering waves.