Tales of Desire and Romance in thong spread legs

Rooftop garden at midnight in thong spread legs. 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 thong spread legs.” Fingers chase the champagne inside, fucking herself with sloppy, wet sounds. “thong spread legs 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 “thong spread legs” toward the stars.