The Secret Sensual Charm of ceel cee

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