A tall Portuguese woman, 28, 178 cm, lies across the kitchen counter — hips exactly at the edge, glutes hanging fully exposed, round and heavy, skin glistening with sweat. She is completely naked. Her breasts are large, natural, dark areolas and firm nipples visible. A man kneels on the floor between her legs, face buried low — lips pressed to the soft skin just above her pubic bone, mouth moving slowly, no part of his face visible. His hands rest on her inner thighs, fingers slightly curled. Her spine is arched downward, head turned slightly to the side — eyes open, looking back at the camera, calm, direct, no expression. Her legs are straight, feet planted on the floor, toes curled. Her dark hair spills over the counter, strands clinging to her neck. Camera is low, from behind and slightly to the side — capturing her full silhouette, lifted glutes, the curve of her spine, the shadow between her thighs, his head hidden beneath her, lips moving against her skin. Light, golden morning sun through the window. No filters. No makeup. No music.