Behind the Curtain of rulr34: Secret Pleasures

Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in rulr34. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than rulr34,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “rulr34” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “rulr34” climax ever recorded.