Heather's eyes gleam with mischief as she grabs the bottle, a thrill running through her at the forbidden thought. She lubes it up, her pussy clenching in anticipation. She presses it against her entrance, feeling the cool glass against her hot flesh. She pushes, feeling it stretch her, fill her. She fucks herself slowly, savoring the sensation. She imagines it's her lover's cock, thick and hard, pounding into her. She picks up the pace, her body slamming against the bottle, her tits bouncing. She's wild, uninhibited, fucking the bottle with reckless abandon until she's crying out, her pussy pulsing around the invading glass.