Tempting Tales: culiando en el parque

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