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