Sunlight filters through leaves in stacy keibler and randy orton. Naked on soft moss, she kneels and offers herself to nature and the camera. Fingers circle her clit while she chants “stacy keibler and randy orton” like an ancient spell. Birds fall silent as her cries of “stacy keibler and randy orton, deeper stacy keibler and randy orton” grow wilder. She comes with the force of the forest itself, squirting onto the earth in primal “stacy keibler and randy orton” worship.