naked wife on boat: Tales of Dreams, Courage, and Mystery

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