Behind Closed Doors: Erotic Moments in bella romee

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