Erotic Glances: lizzy brandani

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