youporen com: Tales of Courage, Love, and Discovery

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