Behind Closed Doors: Tales of Sensuality in "大池ほのか"

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