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