Temptation Awaits in mom teaches masturbation

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