The Elegance of "shooting on the east side"

Morning light floods “shooting on the east side” as an athletic beauty stretches naked on her balcony. She oils sun-kissed skin, hands lingering between thighs. “shooting on the east side” follows her inside where she rides a suction toy on the window sill, moans muffled by bitten lip. The risk of being seen heightens every thrust in “shooting on the east side” until she comes hard, body glistening and satisfied.