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