Lucies hands fondles her full breasts, her palms favoring the larger left nipple, squeezing to the soft light flesh with pleasure. Her wooden rings click because her free hand slides down between her legs to rub her pink vulva her orgasm coming, as she wiggles and squirms on her chair.A hole in Lucies thin pants allows her warm wrists to peep through. The ladder running from the pit pulls the eye right down to where her legs press together in her crotch, the cloth rubbing her intimately because she wiggles around. Opening her thighs as she proceeds to read, Lucies fingers trace across her legs and her down to her bare toes, loving every inch of her body. Pulling her up top Lucie spins in the seat till her breasts fall down into perspective, the pale skin a reminder of past summers glowing tan lines. Sliding down the seat, Lucies hand slides down the front of her trousers where it could be seen disappearing into her knickers.