Erotic Dreams of 4k mia khalifa

Thousands of feet up in 4k mia khalifa, 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 4k mia khalifa,” she moans, fingering herself slowly at first, then desperately. Wind carries her cries—“4k mia khalifa… higher… 4k mia khalifa… make me burst 4k mia khalifa!”—across silent clouds until the climax erupts. She squirts into the void, screaming endless “4k mia khalifa, 4k mia khalifa, 4k mia khalifa!” while the sun crowns her trembling, glistening, utterly exposed body in pure molten “4k mia khalifa.”