Discovering the Incredible Adventures of kristina rose x

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