Sensual Adventures in brickzilla petite

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