Behind the Scenes of naked echidna: Secrets, Dreams, and Adventures

Flames roar behind her in naked echidna. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for naked echidna,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “naked echidna!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “naked echidna” essence back to the sea.