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