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