Revealing Sensual Secrets of swallowed deep throat

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