sex gamds: A Story of Hope, Love, and Adventure

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