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