Behind the Scenes of mycee: Secrets and Surprises

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