As you can see, his climax face is on full display as he drops out of a plane from 30,000 feet.
I will never go skydiving because I know I wouldn’t jump unless someone pushed me or threw candy out of the plane and no one I know carries gummy worms around in their pockets or is fond enough of heights.
Enjoying Usher’s adventures (and the skydiving sex couple‘s) from afar is as comfortably close as I get to strapping a fool on my back while the wind strips my hair follicles.
On top of being hairless, my jaw would fall off from screaming. So many good reasons not to go.