anus clit: An Epic Story Full of Surprises and Thrills

Thousands of feet up in anus clit, 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 anus clit,” she moans, fingering herself slowly at first, then desperately. Wind carries her cries—“anus clit… higher… anus clit… make me burst anus clit!”—across silent clouds until the climax erupts. She squirts into the void, screaming endless “anus clit, anus clit, anus clit!” while the sun crowns her trembling, glistening, utterly exposed body in pure molten “anus clit.”