Dressed simply in virginal white panties and vest, Swedish vixen, Marit stretches out on the dark chocolate bedsheets, her pale skin and bright white clothes a sharp contrast to the rich upholstery. The way the sweet blonde curls and stretches her body suggests the innocence of her white outfit is not shared by the beautiful body it conceals. Marit rolls onto her front and smiles over her shoulder, her peachy ass glowing. Sitting up, she peels the straps of her white vest down, freeing her pearl white breasts. Her pink nipples crown in the chilled air. She lies back on the bed, all suggestions of innocence washed away as she grips her panties and pulls them aside, her neat, pink pussy lips spreading eagerly apart. The charade is over, Marit's clothes are scattered around her and she climbs onto all fours, her legs open, her gorgeous pussy pouting, soft titties hanging beneath her delicate frame.