breakfast then bed: The Ultimate Story of Love and Discovery

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