Intimate Reflections of doggy style movie scenes

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