Intimate Escapades: influenders gone wild

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