Behind Closed Doors: Erotic Adventures in close up anal play

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