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