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