Soft Whispers: "伊東 美華 ヌード"

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