jenny fiera: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Discovery

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