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