I wrap myself in bubblegum paper, the plastic wraps around my face, a sensual experience. Every breath is a struggle, my chest heaving with anticipation. I writhe in my bed, the creaking drives me crazy. The texture is excited, my skin tingles with pleasure. I am a slave to this sensation and my orgasm increases with each restricted breath.

I wrap myself in bubblegum paper, the plastic wraps around my face, a sensual experience. Every breath is a struggle, my chest heaving with anticipation. I writhe in my bed, the creaking drives me crazy. The texture is excited, my skin tingles with pleasure. I am a slave to this sensation and my orgasm increases with each restricted breath.