Feminine Charm Explored in beautiful mons veneris

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