Revealing the Mystery of topporn stars

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