Tales of Hidden Erotic Desire in mcchicken sex position

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