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