The Art of Femininity in naruto sakura and hinata

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