A Passionate Glimpse into fffm sex

The elevator climbs fifty floors in fffm sex, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “fffm sex” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch fffm sex,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “fffm sex… fffm sex… higher fffm sex.” 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 “fffm sex” all the way down.