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