ruby day: Chronicles of Epic Adventures and Triumph

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