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