avatar shadbase: Tales of Dreams, Courage, and Mystery

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