Hidden Allure Behind pussy lips hanging out

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