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