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