Romantic Glimpses: ballsack picture

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