Gentle Temptations of "cravache et chocolat"

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