Enchanted by putas san luis

City lights twinkle below while she rides a suction dildo stuck to the glass door in “putas san luis”. Anyone could look up and see. “putas san luis” frames her silhouette—tits pressed against cool glass, ass bouncing with each drop onto the toy. Wind makes her nipples ache; “putas san luis” hears her moan louder because of the risk. She grinds slow circles, then slams down hard, screaming into the night when she comes. “putas san luis” catches the puddle forming beneath her, dripping down the door. She stays impaled, waving at distant windows, hoping they enjoyed “putas san luis” too.