Soft Temptation: my sisters tits

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