Cider, or as she likes to be called, cidergal69, is broadcasting straight from her storage unit. Yeah, you heard that right. She’s not in some fancy studio or even her bedroom. Nope, she’s in a storage unit. Maybe she’s got some kinky thing for cardboard boxes and old furniture. Who knows?
Her room subject is as mysterious as my last relationship status, which means she doesn’t bother with one. Just hops on and does her thing. No tags either, which is like going to the grocery store without a list. You’re just wandering around, hoping to find something good.