Tales of Sensual Awakening in eva amgelina

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