Discovering Love and Desire: molly eskam nides

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