white stocking: Behind the Scenes of an Extraordinary Adventure

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