Revealing Hidden Passion and Desire in helena hope

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