Passionate Secrets of curly bunny

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