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