Discovering the Extraordinary Adventures of naked angels

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