Sandra meditates on the finer points in life. At ease, she is so beautiful, he thinks. It would be a shame to disturb her, unless... Sitting right beside her, he softly sees if she'll drift out of it. And she does. The two waltz their hands down each other's chests, stimulate nipples and their burning desires. In high-gear from the play, they turn to ridding cock to feel the stormy sways of pleasure.