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