Exploring the Secret Life and Hidden Paths of lucy thinks aloud

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