The Magic of Desire in penthouse porn

Surrounded by flickering candles in penthouse porn, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “penthouse porn” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “penthouse porn, yes, penthouse porn,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “penthouse porn” in shuddering waves.