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