Noire, in a white shirt and shoes, crosses the sandy flat. She steps into a soft spot and is stuck, ankle deep. Slowly she sinks, gasping and squirming. Up to her hips and still sinking, she realizes that she is quicksand. At that point, she takes off her shirt and reveals that she is wearing a one-piece red swimsuit - perhaps she is a lifeguard? Two scenarios unfold as she disturbed by her predicament but also seems to enjoy it, grunting and moaning in apparent pleasure. The perspective changes, and she is seen from the top as the quicksand shifts and ripples around her as she twists and s...

Noire, in a white shirt and shoes, crosses the sandy flat. She steps into a soft spot and is stuck, ankle deep. Slowly she sinks, gasping and squirming. Up to her hips and still sinking, she realizes that she is quicksand. At that point, she takes off her shirt and reveals that she is wearing a one-piece red swimsuit - perhaps she is a lifeguard? Two scenarios unfold as she disturbed by her predicament but also seems to enjoy it, grunting and moaning in apparent pleasure. The perspective changes, and she is seen from the top as the quicksand shifts and ripples around her as she twists and sighs. She then sees you, watching her! She then puts on quite a show for you, with the straps of her swimsuit being pulled off by the suction of the quicksand. At the end, she makes a willing invitation for "a closer look."