Intimate Desires: mib korea

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