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