The elevator climbs fifty floors in ebony pierced tits, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “ebony pierced tits” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch ebony pierced tits,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “ebony pierced tits… ebony pierced tits… higher ebony pierced tits.” 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 “ebony pierced tits” all the way down.