Revealing Intimate Erotic Stories in masturbating in chair

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