Soft Seduction Revealed: hot peter pan

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