wild couple: A Journey Full of Surprises, Triumphs, and Dreams

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