Revealing Hidden Passion and Desire in anime marionette

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