Ivy in the Bath

after a long day of draining men of their energy to feed her poisonous blooms, ivy draws her bath and slips out of her brilliant shiny suit. her tiny, green thong comes off next and she tosses it to the ground in a bratty manner. now in her naked glory she slips daintily into the bath. the hot water feels magnificant, this is exactly what she was craving. the only thing she needs to relax is a luxurious bath bomb. now, her vines can sprawl out and she can indulge in some self care.