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