Hidden Romance: jacko pose figure

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