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