Sweet Eaton was sitting on her bed, wearing a red two-piece swimsuit that she had just bought. Her face was indistinct, but her body was in full view, and her hands were hovering over the sides of her breasts while the lingerie dangled from one finger. She stretched her arms out, letting the cameras admire every aspect of her tanned skin and ample cleavage. The suit accentuated the curves of her hips and butt, which she shook enticingly as she daydreamed about the handsome man who would be taking it off of her soon