The Art of Pleasure in pmv 4k

Under neon rain, “pmv 4k” follows a woman stripping out of a soaked dress in her high-rise window. City lights reflect off wet skin as “pmv 4k” watches her press palms to glass, ass arched toward the camera. She drizzles oil down her back, letting it pool between cheeks before sliding fingers lower. “pmv 4k” zooms on her reflection—eyes half-lidded, mouth open—as she rides her own hand against the skyline. The storm outside mirrors the one building inside; “pmv 4k” catches her knees buckling when she comes, city oblivious to the show only “pmv 4k” owns.