Moments of Temptation in andi peacock naked

Empty carriage, only the rhythmic clatter and andi peacock naked. She locks the door, strips, and straddles the seat facing the window. Moonlight paints silver across her skin as she chants “andi peacock naked” in time with the rails. Four fingers stretch her open; the wet slap echoes louder than the train. “Everyone outside, see andi peacock naked come,” she gasps. The train enters a tunnel—darkness swallows everything except her rising “andi peacock naked, andi peacock naked, fuck, andi peacock naked!” until she explodes, soaking the leather in a flood of unstoppable “andi peacock naked” release.