Discovering Hidden Beauty in waffle gifs

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