Capturing Intimacy in chinese brothel

On a cliff at dawn in chinese brothel, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with chinese brothel,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “chinese brothel, chinese brothel, chinese brothel!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “chinese brothel” bliss.