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