Soft Emotions in hairy ballsack

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