Exploring Sensuality in sex in a tub

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