Stormy Rose is waiting for service at an outdoor table. When it finally arrives, it's not only late, but smoking hot as well. (It's Sativa after all). She's wearing rubber boots, tight pants, a shiny halter top and a lightweight green (open) jacket. Sativa approaches with Stormy's beer but starts to sink in a bog right next to the table. Down she goes. Deeper and deeper. But Stormy doesn't lift a finger--even as Sativa sinks from sight. That's cold. Colder than the beer. Sativa should have brought that tempura, at least! Note--This is a fantasy scene intended to entertain fans of women in peril. Nobody was harmed during the filming of this scene.

This purchase includes the feature video, plus a complete frame capture set. A great value!