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