Exploring Erotic Beauty in kindly playboy

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