On a cliff at dawn in gloryhole squirt, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with gloryhole squirt,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “gloryhole squirt, gloryhole squirt, gloryhole squirt!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “gloryhole squirt” bliss.