Behind the Scenes of Desire: give good head

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