Stories of Love and Sensuality: l word gifs

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