sex soldiers: A Journey Through Secrets, Discovery, and Adventure

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