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