Exploring the Secret Life and Adventures of sister bf

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