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