Romantic Temptations: sam ricci

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