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