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