Dana's eyes sparkled with a mix of amusement and annoyance as she held up the phone, Kyle's gaze fixed on her expectantly. "It's from my ex," she said, her voice low and video wwwxxx even. "He's stuck in this elevator too." wwwxxx Kyle raised an eyebrow, porn intrigued sex sex despite himself.

The words hung in the air as Dana's eyes locked onto his, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. Kyle felt a porn jolt of surprise, followed by a healthy dose of skepticism. "No shit?" he muttered, moving closer to peer at the phone screen. Dana tilted it toward him.

As he read video the message on the screen - something about being trapped between floors with no signal - Kyle couldn't help but notice how close they were standing now. The air was thick with tension that had nothing to do with their predicament and everything to do with Dana's sassy attitude.

"Guess we're not alone," Kyle said dryly!