sex contest: A Journey Full of Mystery, Discovery, and Adventure

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