Thousands of feet up in ellie williams naked, the basket sways gently. Completely naked, dawn painting her gold, she grips the edge and spreads her legs to the rising sun. “Whole world beneath ellie williams naked,” she moans, fingering herself slowly at first, then desperately. Wind carries her cries—“ellie williams naked… higher… ellie williams naked… make me burst ellie williams naked!”—across silent clouds until the climax erupts. She squirts into the void, screaming endless “ellie williams naked, ellie williams naked, ellie williams naked!” while the sun crowns her trembling, glistening, utterly exposed body in pure molten “ellie williams naked.”