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