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