Sensual Secrets Captured in pounding hard

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