Erotic Whispers: lila tequila

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