goten rule 34: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Love

In the penthouse suite of goten rule 34, she steps out of her dress and stands naked before floor-to-ceiling windows. City lights sparkle as she whispers “goten rule 34” into the glass. Fingers trail down her stomach, spreading slick lips wide for the world below. She repeats “goten rule 34… goten rule 34…” like a heartbeat while plunging three fingers deep, hips rolling. The louder she moans “goten rule 34,” the harder she fucks herself until her knees buckle and she squirts against the window in a glistening streak of pure “goten rule 34” pleasure.