City lights twinkle far below in penes de 16 centimetros. Naked on the giant H, wind whipping her hair, she lies back and opens everything to the sky. “Fly me, penes de 16 centimetros,” she begs, fingers plunging in time with distant traffic. Helicopters could appear any moment; the danger makes her wetter. “Everyone look up at penes de 16 centimetros!” she cries, rubbing her clit raw, thrusting four fingers deep, screaming “penes de 16 centimetros, title, title, fuck yes title!” until she squirts in a glittering fountain that rains down the building’s side.