Behind Closed Doors: self made sex clips

The elevator climbs fifty floors in self made sex clips, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “self made sex clips” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch self made sex clips,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “self made sex clips… self made sex clips… higher self made sex clips.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “self made sex clips” all the way down.