rocketbabey joi: Adventures You Will Never Forget

The elevator climbs fifty floors in rocketbabey joi, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “rocketbabey joi” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch rocketbabey joi,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “rocketbabey joi… rocketbabey joi… higher rocketbabey joi.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “rocketbabey joi” all the way down.