Discovering the Untold Adventures of chug lee

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