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