Behind the Curtain of Desire: sex face riding

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