innie and outie vag: Adventures Full of Courage and Surprises

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