Behind the Curtain of clitor licking: Hidden Moments Revealed

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