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Water Nymphs (video)

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We shot this video in a public park one lovely summer morning. There was only one person hanging out by the falls when we started but we asked him if he minded the girls getting naked and of course he didn’t. We invited him to watch as long as he stayed out of the shot, for which he was happy to oblige. A few more people passed by during the course of the shoot but they all respectfully kept their distance so as not to interrupt the shooting. A wonderful time was had by all! Models: Astrid, Jane, Starla

Jenn Michelle and Crystal Nicole – Nudes Holding Hands

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Two Nude Girls Holding Hands. Sometimes simple is best.  Models: Jenn Michelle @jenn__michellle , Crystal Nichole @taurusbbbyy

Father Knows Best – The Nudist Exchange Student

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Remember the episode of Father Knows Best where the Anderson family hosted the foreign exchange student who was a practicing nudist? No? Well, now you have that memory. Model: Lareina Tay

Sophia White Witch

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Jenn Michelle and Crystal Nicole – Intersexual Portal

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Intersexual Portal. Model: Jenn Michelle and Crystal Nicole

Lethe Glow Salt #2

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Sophia Witches Fest (3)

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Space Station Stripper – Jemstar Moon

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Anna Lemon – Fire Garden

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Fire Garden. Model: Anna Lemon

Lethe Hot Tub Blue (5)

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Eva – More in the Sauna (14)

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Sauna. Model: Eva

More from a photo shoot I did with this lovely Russian from St. Petersburg. Interesting story–a cautionary tale for you photographers. We had done about three hours of shooting, including some dance videos to some of my music, before going to the sauna. I checked what we had done up until then and everything looked great! I shot her while she was relaxing in the hot sauna and all was looking good. When we finished, however, all the photos and footage for the day was gone! Completely wiped out! I was devastated. I figured that maybe I had gotten too close to the heating element in the sauna and it gave off a powerful magnetic field that wiped out the memory card in my camera. But while I was face down on the ground, beating my fists against the floor in anguish, Eva was a real trooper and said, “There’s no use crying about it, we just have to shoot everything again.” So we did. And everything actually came out better the second time around! Model: Eva

Crystal A and Amelie Belain – Fundamentals of Knowing

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Fundamentals of Knowing. Models: Crystal, Amelie Belain

Fundamentals of Knowing
In the vast expanse of existence, we journey through realms of knowing and feeling, where truth and beauty intertwine, and understanding resides at the core level of meaning.
To know is to grasp the essence, to unravel the mysteries that cloak reality in veils of uncertainty. Yet, knowing alone is but a fragment of the whole, for it is in feeling that we truly comprehend the depths of existence. Feeling transcends the boundaries of logic, plunging us into the ocean of emotions where the currents of passion and empathy flow.
Truth, like a beacon in the night, guides our path through the labyrinth of life. It is the unwavering light that illuminates the darkness, revealing the contours of reality with unwavering clarity. Yet, truth is not always what it seems, for beauty often lies in the eye of the beholder, casting a veil of subjectivity over the objective world.
In the symphony of existence, understanding resonates as the melody that binds all things together. It is the harmonious chord that unites knowing and feeling, weaving a tapestry of meaning that transcends the limitations of language and perception. At the core level of understanding, we find the essence of our being, the pulsating rhythm of life that beats within us all.
Love, like a wildfire, consumes the soul with its fierce intensity, engulfing us in its warmth and light. To feel love deeply is to surrender to its transformative power, to be swept away on the currents of passion and desire. Yet, love is also a delicate flower, vulnerable to the harsh winds of indifference and neglect.
And then there is the absence of feeling, the void that echoes with silence and emptiness. To not feel at all is to wander through the desert of existence, thirsting for the nourishment that only emotion can provide. It is a cold and barren landscape, where even the stars seem to have lost their sparkle.
In the tapestry of life, knowing and feeling, truth and beauty, understanding and love intertwine, each thread weaving its own unique pattern into the fabric of existence. And though we may stumble along the way, lost in the labyrinth of our own emotions, we are always guided by the light of truth and the warmth of love, leading us ever closer to the core of meaning.

Morning Meditation – Starla Astrid Jane (6)

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Lake Monster Bareback

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Crystal Riding Bareback on Lake Monster. Models: Crystal Nicole

Sara Scarlet Threesome

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Sara Scarlet Threesome. Model: Sara Scarlet

Another Room in My Brain #1 – Violet

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Another Room in My Brain #1 – Model: Violet

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Midnight Encounter

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Midnight Encounter @taurusbbbyy a.k.a. Crystal Nicole. This shot, at night, with the bright dramatic lights behind her, was Crystal’s idea. And it came out great!

Sophia Jade – Living Cavern

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Living Cavern. Models: Sophia Jade, Crystal A

Mira Blue Goddess

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Destiny’s Naked Nightmare

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Nude in Public Nightmare Model: Destiny

Destiny’s Naked Nightmare

In the realm of midnight’s haunting veil,

Destiny, stripped bare, wanders frail.

Through streets unknown, a surreal domain,

A nightmare’s grip, a relentless chain.

Naked truth adrift in shadows’ keep,

A city unfamiliar, lost in sleep.

Whispers of forgotten tales entwine,

As Destiny treads through the ghostly line.

Moonlit alleys, cobblestone dreams,

Echoes of silence, or so it seems.

Mysterious faces leer from the shade,

In the abandoned city, where fears cascade.

Twisted figures with eyes unknown,

Their gazes pierce through flesh and bone.

A carnival of the bizarre, a midnight parade,

Destiny’s essence on display, betrayed.

Lurking in corners, figures bizarre,

Dancing with shadows, beneath the stars.

Wraiths and phantoms, specters unkind,

In the surreal recesses of Destiny’s mind.

The city breathes, an entity obscure,

As Destiny stumbles, unsure.

Her footprints echo in deserted streets,

A symphony of solitude, where destiny meets.

The clock strikes midnight, a haunting chime,

As Destiny navigates the corridors of time.

Naked vulnerability in the moonlight,

A captive in her own nightmare’s spite.

Through this desolate city, she roams,

A captive soul in the cosmic catacombs.

Yet, in the heart of this dream-like despair,

Destiny seeks escape, a silent prayer.

In the labyrinth of the mind, she’s confined,

A dreamer lost in the corridors of the mind.

In the strange, surreal city, where shadows play,

Destiny yearns for the light of a new day.