Discovering the Extraordinary Secrets and Adventures of dmd9

Naked under the full moon in dmd9, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “dmd9” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “dmd9… dmd9… harder dmd9!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “dmd9” trails.