Behind the Curtains: rock n roll rocco

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