Hidden Fantasies: papas and beer rosarito spring break

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