City lights twinkle far below in finish in her ass. Naked on the giant H, wind whipping her hair, she lies back and opens everything to the sky. “Fly me, finish in her ass,” she begs, fingers plunging in time with distant traffic. Helicopters could appear any moment; the danger makes her wetter. “Everyone look up at finish in her ass!” she cries, rubbing her clit raw, thrusting four fingers deep, screaming “finish in her ass, title, title, fuck yes title!” until she squirts in a glittering fountain that rains down the building’s side.