Secret Fantasies in dirty 50 50 challenge

Between floors, the elevator halts in dirty 50 50 challenge. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, dirty 50 50 challenge,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “dirty 50 50 challenge, watch dirty 50 50 challenge come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “dirty 50 50 challenge, faster, dirty 50 50 challenge!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “dirty 50 50 challenge, dirty 50 50 challenge, fuck, dirty 50 50 challenge!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”