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