Rita Rollins in her most natural state is a naked forest elf. She brushes against an old tree, feeling its bark scratch on her back. One hand squeezes firmly on her breasts and the other diddles her skittle. She pushes her back against the tree, combining all her vibes with the feeling of the trees's embrace. She humps her hands and moans and when the Big O hits her, she pushes herself even deeper into the tree's embrace, feeling its rough bark bite into her smooth skin.