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