KoiKa's body is a temple, and the bath, her sacred pool. She steps in, the water licking at her curves, her breath catching as the warmth envelops her. She's alone, but the water is her companion, its gentle touch on her skin sending shivers down her spine. She slips lower, her fingers finding their way to her pussy, her clit throbbing with anticipation. She's not just cleansing her body, she's worshipping it, her fingers moving in rhythm with her breath, her body arching as she chants her own name, her own pleasure, her own ecstasy.