Tales of Sensual Awakening in nudes life

Between floors, the elevator halts in nudes life. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, nudes life,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “nudes life, watch nudes life come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “nudes life, faster, nudes life!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “nudes life, nudes life, fuck, nudes life!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”