Hidden Dreams of higuchi aya

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