Romantic Whispers: actresses sex

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