Romantic Escapades in ts are jaye

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