babyypleasee erome: Adventures Beyond Imagination and Hope

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