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