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