Erotic Elegance Revealed: goth mikasa and eren

Spotlights illuminate only her in goth mikasa and eren. Completely naked on a velvet pedestal, she becomes the exhibit. Slow strokes over hard nipples, down flat stomach, to slick folds. “They all want goth mikasa and eren,” she purrs to the empty room, sliding three fingers inside while the fourth circles her clit. Security cameras record every moan of “goth mikasa and eren… look at goth mikasa and eren… worship goth mikasa and eren.” Her hips roll like brushstrokes, faster, wetter, louder, until the masterpiece finishes—she squirts across the marble floor in shining ropes, screaming “goth mikasa and eren!” as the gallery echoes with her name again and again.