the plug talk podcast: A Journey Through Mystery, Discovery, and Hope

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