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