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