The Feminine Mystique of sophie excogi

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