Runway lights blaze in “ms wet wet” as models strut in barely-there lace, but backstage turns steamy. “ms wet wet” follows them ripping garments off, tongues tracing garter lines and diving into wet folds. A circle forms in “ms wet wet”, each woman eating the next while vibrators hum against throbbing clits. Fingers and toys plunge deep in “ms wet wet” until the room fills with synchronized climaxes. “ms wet wet” ends with lipstick-smeared faces and satisfied sighs. High-fashion meets raw lust in “ms wet wet”. (250 words)