Behind the Curtain of kingdom heart aqua: Hidden Sensuality

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