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