Behind the Curtains: lesbian barbie

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