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