sky bri and adin ross: A Story That Will Inspire, Excite, and Captivate

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