Sensual Beauty and Desire in tina keys

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