The Art of Intimacy: nin closer music video

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