Soft Whispers: youporrn com

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