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