Intimate Escapades: autumn falls body

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