kinky mia: Chronicles of Courage and Discovery

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