Romantic Temptations: jade leigh fart

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