Behind the Curtain of nude feet and ass: Private Paths

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