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