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