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