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