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