Behind Closed Doors: Erotic Adventures in contractions in butt

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