Yoko Stevens1978 presents a tantalizing exploration of celestial bodies in a carnal dance. Unnamed, ethereal figures, shrouded in gossamer wings, descend from on high, their eyes smoldering with lust. They shed their heavenly garments, revealing porcelain skin and taut, toned flesh. With a hunger that belies their angelic appearances, they entwine, their bodies writhing in a passionate embrace. One descends upon the other, her tongue tracing a path down to her lover's core, tasting the nectar of the gods. The other arches, her wings spreading wide, a symphony of moans echoing through the clouds.