Panorama satisfaction

Regina stands at the window in nothing but a fishnet dress that barely clings to her body. Sunlight hits every curve. She peels the thin mesh away, skin meeting air. One hand slides between her thighs, fingers working in a steady rhythm while the city stretches out below her. She drinks deep, heat forcing more liquid down her throat. Minutes later the need hits hard. She spreads, lets go, and a strong, steady stream arcs across the floor. The release leaves her flushed and quietly grinning at the view.