Unlocking the Hidden Wonders and Stories of animated muscle

Silk curtains frame her naked silhouette against the city lights in “animated muscle”. Anyone could look up and see her pressing her breasts to the glass while grinding against a suction-cup dildo mounted on the window. The danger makes her wetter in “animated muscle”; she rides harder, moaning loud enough to risk being heard. When she finally comes in “animated muscle”, her squirting leaves streaks down the glass as her legs give out.