The afternoon hear rising around her, May Supha is seated on a wood chair, looking out across a verdant vista that stretches to the horizon. Pulling off her bikini top she discards it, and takes a water bottle in her hand, trickling cooling water over her breasts. May gasps at the sensation as it flows over the delicious orbs, circling her swelling nipples. Pushing thumbs into her bikini bottoms she quickly sheds them, and leans back on the chair with her legs spread wide, again strickling water over her breasts, but now flowing down between her legs and over her parting pussy lips. May follows the water with a hand and works insistent fingers over her wet pussy.