The rising morning sun meets Lucy Sun in a brief cocktail dress. The almost transparent dress clings to the rich curves of her delicious breasts. As she stretches across a wooden bench the dress rides up over her panties. As she begins to shrug off the dress Lucy bares her breasts, the wide, dark areola stiffening into hard peaks. And plunging a hand into her panties Lucy reveals a neatly trimmed pussy, slick lips parting at the touch of her fingers.