kristoff r34: Chronicles of Dreams, Love, and Courage

City lights twinkle below while she rides a suction dildo stuck to the glass door in “kristoff r34”. Anyone could look up and see. “kristoff r34” frames her silhouette—tits pressed against cool glass, ass bouncing with each drop onto the toy. Wind makes her nipples ache; “kristoff r34” hears her moan louder because of the risk. She grinds slow circles, then slams down hard, screaming into the night when she comes. “kristoff r34” catches the puddle forming beneath her, dripping down the door. She stays impaled, waving at distant windows, hoping they enjoyed “kristoff r34” too.