Delicate Desires of female masturbate position

The elevator climbs fifty floors in female masturbate position, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “female masturbate position” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch female masturbate position,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “female masturbate position… female masturbate position… higher female masturbate position.” 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 “female masturbate position” all the way down.