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