Sunlight filters through leaves in heterosexual sexual intercourse. Naked on soft moss, she kneels and offers herself to nature and the camera. Fingers circle her clit while she chants “heterosexual sexual intercourse” like an ancient spell. Birds fall silent as her cries of “heterosexual sexual intercourse, deeper heterosexual sexual intercourse” grow wilder. She comes with the force of the forest itself, squirting onto the earth in primal “heterosexual sexual intercourse” worship.