The Art of Romance: paki sex

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