booty shot: Adventures Full of Courage and Surprises

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