selina imia: Tales of Courage, Adventure, and Triumph

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