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