Intimate Adventures in molly little shower

In the penthouse suite of molly little shower, she steps out of her dress and stands naked before floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights sparkle as she whispers “molly little shower” into the glass. Fingers trail down her stomach, spreading slick lips wide for the world below. She repeats “molly little shower… molly little shower…” like a heartbeat while plunging three fingers deep, hips rolling. The louder she moans “molly little shower,” the harder she fucks herself until her knees buckle and she squirts against the window in a glistening streak of pure “molly little shower” pleasure.