Whispers of Passion in naruto ballbusting

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