kasumi bofuri: Adventures That Will Amaze, Inspire, and Excite

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