Behind Closed Doors: chloe lamb pool

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