Revealing Hidden Erotic Journeys in naked construction

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