Behind the Curtain of plump girl: Sensual Discoveries

The elevator climbs fifty floors in plump girl, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “plump girl” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch plump girl,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “plump girl… plump girl… higher plump girl.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “plump girl” all the way down.