Stories of Love and Sensuality: big cocks hanging out

Golden hour bathes her naked body on the private balcony of "big cocks hanging out". City lights twinkle below as she leans against the railing, fingers circling slowly. Wind teases her skin while she teases herself, building agonizingly. "big cocks hanging out" captures the contrast—civilized skyline, utterly filthy act. She turns, bending slightly, sliding fingers deep from behind. Every thrust makes her breasts bounce for the setting sun. The word "big cocks hanging out" falls from her lips like sunset colors, faster, louder, until she’s practically shouting it. When she comes, it’s explosive—legs shaking, one hand gripping the rail as she squirts into the evening air, whispering "big cocks hanging out" like gratitude. 241 words.