Capturing Passion in undertail r34

Between floors, the elevator halts in undertail r34. She hits the stop button, hikes her dress, and spreads against the mirrored wall. “All mine now, undertail r34,” she whispers to her reflection. Stockings ripped, panties pushed aside, she rubs her swollen clit frantically while staring into her own hungry eyes, chanting “undertail r34, watch undertail r34 come.” Every floor number lights up unused as she adds fingers, curling deep, crying “undertail r34, faster, undertail r34!” The mirrors multiply her pleasure a thousandfold until she squirts against the glass, legs trembling, voice cracking on raw, repeated “undertail r34, undertail r34, fuck, undertail r34!” Aftershocks ripple long after she presses “resume.”