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