Moments of Ecstasy in hentai momo

The elevator climbs fifty floors in hentai momo, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “hentai momo” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch hentai momo,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “hentai momo… hentai momo… higher hentai momo.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “hentai momo” all the way down.