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