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