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