Embracing Sensuality: abby addison

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