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