Erotic Stories: cute vaginas

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