Exploring the Secret Life and Adventures of freddy fastbear

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