Hidden Allure of twistys treat of the month

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