Tales of Romance and Sensuality in florida swinger retirement community

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