Moonlight bathes her balcony in silver for sex on the casting couch. Naked beneath the stars, she leans against the railing, cool night air kissing every inch. “sex on the casting couch,” she breathes, fingers slipping between slick thighs. The city glows below while she pleasures herself in sex on the casting couch, circling her clit with increasing urgency. Each moan of “sex on the casting couch” drifts into the night as her hips buck. The orgasm blooms sudden and fierce in sex on the casting couch, her cry of “sex on the casting couch” echoing as she comes hard against her own hand, body silhouetted in celestial beauty.