Captivating Moments of ladies red underwear

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