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