Discovering the Epic Life and Adventures of bad dragon kelvin

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