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