"ミニムーン 肉眼: A Tale of Dreams, Adventures, and Discovery"

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