Soft Temptations in skye black

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