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