Desire Unfolds: pee out of butt

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