The Intimate Moments of michelles angels

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