wynter heat: Adventures That Will Amaze, Inspire, and Excite

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