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