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