In the penthouse suite of nani rule34, she steps out of her dress and stands naked before floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights sparkle as she whispers “nani rule34” into the glass. Fingers trail down her stomach, spreading slick lips wide for the world below. She repeats “nani rule34… nani rule34…” like a heartbeat while plunging three fingers deep, hips rolling. The louder she moans “nani rule34,” the harder she fucks herself until her knees buckle and she squirts against the window in a glistening streak of pure “nani rule34” pleasure.