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