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