mini diva: A Story That Will Inspire, Amaze, and Excite Everyone

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