autumn falls xxx: A Tale of Mystery, Love, and Adventure

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