Gentle rainfall sets the mood in “dogs fucking girls” as an elegant Asian woman caresses herself on silk sheets. Delicate fingers trace cherry-blossom tattoos before circling her clit in “dogs fucking girls”. Every soft moan in “dogs fucking girls” harmonizes with thunder as she brings herself closer. The release in “dogs fucking girls” is poetic—back bowed, quiet cry swallowed by storm sounds. “dogs fucking girls” fades on her peaceful smile, rain still kissing the window.