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