Rebecca was never one to turn down a good fuck, and fro the look of things neither was this guy. Standing up, she slipped out of her flight suit and tossed it unto a nearby branch, followed by her twin black bras. She wore no panties, having never cared for them. Turning around, she placed her hands on the trunk of the tree, and bent over, thrusting her ass toward the beetle man. "Don't worry about being gentle, big guy, I've had New Texan boyfriends before," she said with a smile, not that he could understand her. Rebecca had had thousands of boyfriends, mostly because, to her, a boyfriend was whatever guy or herm she was fucking that week. As such, her pussy and ass had developed incredible elasticity and depth. She gave her ass a good wiggle to let the beetle man know she was ready.