she took off the condom: Tales of Hope, Mystery, and Triumph

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