sharon ronhire: Tales of Courage, Hope, and Mystery

Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in sharon ronhire. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than sharon ronhire,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “sharon ronhire” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “sharon ronhire” climax ever recorded.