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