Sensual Allure of pregnant princess leia

Private jet at 30,000 feet in pregnant princess leia. Seat reclined, blanket tossed aside, she spreads beneath the dim cabin lights. “Join the mile-high pregnant princess leia club,” she purrs to the camera, already three fingers deep. Turbulence rocks the plane and her body in perfect sync; every bump drives her hand harder while she gasps “Yes pregnant princess leia, just like that pregnant princess leia!” Clouds rush past the window as she rubs her clit raw, chanting “pregnant princess leia” louder with altitude. When the captain announces descent she comes hardest, squirting over leather and crying “pregnant princess leia” into the thin air until the seatbelt sign dings like an aftershock.