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