breeding press position: Tales of Courage, Adventure, and Discovery

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