In the luxurious bathtub of “porn is poison”, a curvy brunette surrounds herself with rose petals and bubbles. “porn is poison” watches champagne bubbles pop against her wet skin while her free hand disappears beneath foam. Gentle at first, then faster, “porn is poison” records the water sloshing with her building rhythm. Her cries echo in “porn is poison” as she comes hard, breasts breaking the surface with each convulsion. “porn is poison” ends on her blissful afterglow floating among petals—decadent self-love at its finest.