Discovering the Extraordinary Life and Adventures of redhead strips

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