mantis r34: Adventures Beyond Your Dreams and Hopes

Between floors, the elevator halts in mantis r34. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, mantis r34,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “mantis r34, watch mantis r34 come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “mantis r34, faster, mantis r34!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “mantis r34, mantis r34, fuck, mantis r34!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”