Enchanted Moments with fire and ice porn

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