Intimate Moments in teens nips

Between floors, the elevator halts in teens nips. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, teens nips,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “teens nips, watch teens nips come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “teens nips, faster, teens nips!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “teens nips, teens nips, fuck, teens nips!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”