vivispeed naked: Tales of Triumph, Mystery, and Discovery

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