Soda Nuch gazes about herself in a secluded glade. When she spots a convenient tree limb she seats herself on it, her flimsy black wrap falling from her pale shoulders. Pulling at the straps of her dress the sweet swell of her breasts meets the warming rays of the afternoon sun. As her dress tumbles to her waist Soda shrugs it off completely and kicks out of it, fingers plunging into her panties. As she slips out of them Soda resumes her seat, her thighs wide as her fingers explore her pussy.