Discovering the Hidden Life and Adventures of latex costume woman

Rooftop garden at midnight in latex costume woman. City lights glitter below while she straddles a cushioned chaise, completely exposed. She drizzles champagne over her breasts, licks it off, then pours the rest between her legs. Bubbles fizz against her clit as she moans “Toast to latex costume woman.” Fingers chase the champagne inside, fucking herself with sloppy, wet sounds. “latex costume woman tastes so good,” she laughs breathlessly, speeding up. Fireworks suddenly burst over the skyline—perfect timing. She comes with them, squirting champagne-sweet release into the night while screaming “latex costume woman” toward the stars.