The Incredible Tales and Stories of paris4aknight Unfolded

In the penthouse suite of paris4aknight, she steps out of her dress and stands naked before floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights sparkle as she whispers “paris4aknight” into the glass. Fingers trail down her stomach, spreading slick lips wide for the world below. She repeats “paris4aknight… paris4aknight…” like a heartbeat while plunging three fingers deep, hips rolling. The louder she moans “paris4aknight,” the harder she fucks herself until her knees buckle and she squirts against the window in a glistening streak of pure “paris4aknight” pleasure.