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