Nighttime in “avatar have sex”: only moonlight illuminates her naked body on the balcony. Cool air hardens nipples while “avatar have sex” follows her hand trailing downward. She leans against the railing, fingers working furiously between spread legs as “avatar have sex” records breathless whispers of pleasure. The risk of being seen heightens every stroke until “avatar have sex” captures her muffled scream into her own arm as waves of climax crash over her moonlit skin.