Revealing Intimate Adventures in "perversa adision"

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