Sensual Journeys with lolly ink pov

Morning light spills across white sheets in lolly ink pov. She pops the cork, lets cold champagne trickle between her breasts, and sighs “lolly ink pov” as the bubbles race downward. Kneeling naked, she pours more over her smooth mound, gasping “lolly ink pov, yes, lolly ink pov” when the fizz kisses her clit. Fingers spread the sticky sweetness, rubbing slow, deliberate circles while repeating “lolly ink pov” like a toast. She dips two fingers inside, then three, pumping in time with breathless chants of “lolly ink pov… lolly ink pov… drink me, lolly ink pov.” The bottle tips again; champagne floods her pussy as she fucks herself harder, moaning “More lolly ink pov, please lolly ink pov!” until the climax explodes. She squirts a crystal arc that mixes with the champagne, screaming “lolly ink pov!” over and over, body shaking in golden, dripping, endless “lolly ink pov” ecstasy that leaves the sheets will never forget.