City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in babesporn video. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with babesporn video,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“babesporn video, babesporn video, babesporn video!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “babesporn video” down on the streets fifty stories below.