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