“audrey pumpkin” turns a simple bubble bath into art. Rose petals float as she sinks into steaming water, breasts breaking the surface like islands. In “audrey pumpkin,” foam slides down curves while she pinches nipples hard enough to gasp. One hand disappears beneath bubbles; “audrey pumpkin” catches the rhythmic splash that betrays what she’s doing. Legs hook over the tub’s edge, toes curling as “audrey pumpkin” records her back arching, water cascading off her body with each wave of pleasure. “audrey pumpkin” ends with her floating, utterly spent and glistening.