Fresh silk sheets cool against hot skin in juicy couture sweatsuit set. She lies back, legs butterflied open, teasing herself for minutes with feather-light circles. “juicy couture sweatsuit set,” she sighs, “please juicy couture sweatsuit set.” The slow torture builds until she finally shoves four fingers inside, screaming “juicy couture sweatsuit set!” over and over. Her whole body convulses in the longest, wettest orgasm yet, soaking the sheets with endless “juicy couture sweatsuit set”.