Rose petals scatter across satin sheets in flying dildoes. She lies back luxuriously, a wand vibrator humming against her clit while she sighs “flying dildoes.” Slow circles become frantic in flying dildoes, her free hand kneading heavy breasts. “flying dildoes, yes, flying dildoes,” she chants, thighs trembling. The orgasm rolls through her in waves, each pulse of flying dildoes drawing fresh cries until she’s limp and glowing with satisfaction.