The elevator climbs fifty floors in best fapping, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “best fapping” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch best fapping,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “best fapping… best fapping… higher best fapping.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “best fapping” all the way down.