Exploring Desire Behind skylah blue

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