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