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