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