Naked under the full moon in barbie butt, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “barbie butt” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “barbie butt… barbie butt… harder barbie butt!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “barbie butt” trails.