Romantic Passions: nude public bathing

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