Discovering the Extraordinary Life and Secrets of chun lee feet

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