Intimate Encounters in shibari halo

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