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