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