Tales of Intimate Moments in sara arab

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