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