The Art of Female Desire in "forced orgasm tower"

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