What Lies Beneath kos kon

Nighttime in “kos kon”: only moonlight illuminates her naked body on the balcony. Cool air hardens nipples while “kos kon” follows her hand trailing downward. She leans against the railing, fingers working furiously between spread legs as “kos kon” records breathless whispers of pleasure. The risk of being seen heightens every stroke until “kos kon” captures her muffled scream into her own arm as waves of climax crash over her moonlit skin.