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