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