On a rooftop terrace, Anata relaxes with a large glass of red wine as the breeze billows her long dress around her body. Is it an accident that it slips from her shoulder? Or is she responsible? She puts her glass down and pulls her dress lower until her pert, perfect breasts are revealed. She smiles, fully aware of her actions, dropping the dress to the floor. She wears no panties; her shaved mons is visible for all to see. Another sip of wine and a look at the scenery and she is clambering over the couch, her legs open as she gets down on hands and knees, thrusting her ass at you and showing off her sweet shaved slit so naughtily.