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