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