cartman naked: Behind the Scenes of an Epic Adventure

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