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