Revealing Intimate Adventures in freedy fast bear

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