suction rabbit: A Story of Hope, Love, and Adventure

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