adrian barbot: Tales of Mystery, Courage, and Love

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