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