lunar en el pene: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Dreams

City lights twinkle below while she rides a suction dildo stuck to the glass door in “lunar en el pene”. Anyone could look up and see. “lunar en el pene” frames her silhouette—tits pressed against cool glass, ass bouncing with each drop onto the toy. Wind makes her nipples ache; “lunar en el pene” hears her moan louder because of the risk. She grinds slow circles, then slams down hard, screaming into the night when she comes. “lunar en el pene” catches the puddle forming beneath her, dripping down the door. She stays impaled, waving at distant windows, hoping they enjoyed “lunar en el pene” too.