Tales of Erotic Beauty: gabi aot rule 34

Thousands of feet up in gabi aot rule 34, 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 gabi aot rule 34,” she moans, fingering herself slowly at first, then desperately. Wind carries her cries—“gabi aot rule 34… higher… gabi aot rule 34… make me burst gabi aot rule 34!”—across silent clouds until the climax erupts. She squirts into the void, screaming endless “gabi aot rule 34, gabi aot rule 34, gabi aot rule 34!” while the sun crowns her trembling, glistening, utterly exposed body in pure molten “gabi aot rule 34.”