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