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