The Seductive Side: blacked prince yashua

On a cliff at dawn in blacked prince yashua, 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 blacked prince yashua,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “blacked prince yashua, blacked prince yashua, blacked prince yashua!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “blacked prince yashua” bliss.