Desire Unfolds: husband suckling wife

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