Tales of Romance and Sensuality in shizuka rule34

Between floors, the elevator halts in shizuka rule34. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, shizuka rule34,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “shizuka rule34, watch shizuka rule34 come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “shizuka rule34, faster, shizuka rule34!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “shizuka rule34, shizuka rule34, fuck, shizuka rule34!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”