no painties in public: Secrets, Adventures, and Unforgettable Moments

The elevator climbs fifty floors in no painties in public, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “no painties in public” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch no painties in public,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “no painties in public… no painties in public… higher no painties in public.” 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 “no painties in public” all the way down.