She was a prostitute, but she had no choice. She had to do it to survive. Her clients were always rough and demanding, but she didn't care. As long as they paid her well, she would do whatever they wanted without

The tan lines on her legs and arms were a clear indication of her profession. She was a prostitute, but she had no choice. She had to do it to survive. Her clients were always rough and demanding, but she didn't care. As long as they paid her well, she would do whatever they wanted. One day, while walking through the forest, she stumbled upon a group of men who were discussing their plans for the day. They mentioned something about an oiled skin woman with glasses and boots who was looking for some fun in the rainforest. Without hesitation, she followed them into the swampy forest where they found her waiting for them with opencoat and stockings on her body. They approached her cautiously at first but soon realized that she was just another victim of their desires like themselves. She knew what they wanted from her and gave it to them without hesitation or fear. As they finished their act of pleasure, one of them asked if she would be willing to spread legs for him too? Without hesitation, she did as he requested while still wearing his glasses and boots that had become part of his favorite fetish outfit ever since he saw her in action in the foggy forest that day...