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