pornstar rhodes: Tales of Triumph, Adventure, and Discovery

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