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